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Poetic T Dec 2014
Seeking those lonely ones,
Every step watched, *dark shadows hidden,
Ritual of the **** *planned,
prepared, precision,  
Is the key to the departing of life,
All will fear that moment,
Looking behind as well as in front,
Kill or be killed,
Is the reaction to that moment of a death,
Life is in their control,
Let the blood seep,
Every moment is a last lingering  breath,
Right now you realise your **time is up.
Emma May 2014
The train will now depart.
You will forever be in my heart.

I will remember you,
And never start anew.

You are my one.
You are my only.

I will never see you again,
And try not to complain.

You are almost gone,
I must press on.

Goodbye,
My love.
Goodbye.
Like this if you're feeling depressed right now. I feel like that's the mood of the poem...
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