Death
By Sam •
The world keeps revolving,
Day after day,
And though I keep on going,
You simply run away.
It's inevitable,
It's coming...
It's death.
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May 23, 2007 17:45Angel of Music
VERY GOOD! I REALLY ENJOYED IT!