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One by one
Memories by past
Starts to unfold,
One by tone
Struggles for last
Losing to mold,
Piercing through bone
Bleeding behind cast
Death to hold!
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Jr.
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Poetry of Dreams
Unbearable Pain
The pain is unbearable I don't know how long I can handle the pain. It is unexplainable It will stay prolong Until this life will drai...
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