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Blood stains—it taunts as well— Sings Our Tale—of long farewell— Inspires art—brings Us to hell— Blade in hand—We understand—Death's plan— Dark scythe sweeps across head— Takes me Under the Ground— Words unsaid—live forever—Deafening Sound— Sweeps across this barren town—
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 10:04 PM UTC
Blood stains—it taunts as well
Blood stains—it taunts as well— Sings Our Tale—of long farewell— Inspires art—brings Us to hell— Blade in hand—We understand—Death's plan— Dark scythe sweeps across head— Takes me Under the Ground— Words unsaid—live forever—Deafening Sound— Sweeps across this barren town—
I tried writing in the style of Emily Dickinson. :) Not that good, but alas, I tried.
CodyHaag
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Mar 7, 2016
Mar 7, 2016 at 10:04 PM UTC
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