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Jun 2013
I am nothing
All I touch
they rust
Not to hurt
but I must?
Cause pain
leave a stain
Sweet poison
that is me
Death is better
don't you see?
Than to only take
and never give.
But I am nothing
so I must live.
Written by
Dream Caster
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