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Qwn
Poems
Jul 2018
Out of Hell, I Climbed
You threw innocent children into hell,
And they grew up alone, with no one to tell,
So they'll gather the last bits of their soul to sell,
And they'll always remember the day that they fell.
#hell
#children
#remember
#day
#fall
#soul
#alone
#innocent
#pain
#always
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Qwn
19/M/BC
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