the pitty picture, by --x-Static-Pulse-x--
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WOAAAAH screams my inside
but there's no one to hear it ...
my soul is like a ghost
and my screams are turned to whispers ....
the cold is freezing every memory
of all what have been done
there's no help for me...
no more hope for life ...
everything what's left of
all the pitty picture
is one broken heart ...
another soul torned apart |
Posted: 2008-03-25 19:49:33 UTC |
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2008-03-30 20:41:31 | Simply-Me-20104 |
Aww.. wow!! That's a really powerful poem! A lot of emotion! I'm sure a lot of ppl can relate! Great job! |