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![]() this is a collection of poems that i wrote when i was between the ages of 17 and 19. i found it while going threw my mothers belongings after she pasted away.
i have typed them |
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I They seem far away you reach up to gRab But on this cloudy night The stars you can't have II (this one was unreadable) III The night Rolls in with a silence all its own, the Rats are in the corn a sinful child is born Kicking and scReaming They dRag it far away the evil forces inside the guilt They tried to hide IV The Thought of life Runs through my head as Rivers of water flow... (the rest is unreadable) V I hold in hand the key to life oh! can't you hear my CRies I feel insid the Burning TruTh just look into my eyes VI hey all you peopl come and see, come and see them crucify me... They did it to JESUS They're doing it to god It supposed to be loving but hyprocriticly ODD!!! VII when Things fall Down and life seems fair when the world spins Round-N-Round Twice I've gone not once returned in this shallow pool I've Drown... VIII (again...unreadable) IX Gone are the days of peace and love plucked are the wings and eyes of that dove Slayen is the man who held it in hand with the fear in his eyes and the pain in his cRies Born are the days of sin and hate a world wanting peace But ThaT's not its fate Slayen is the DOVE Who dared fly above love in its eyes and pain as it dies |
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