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All I see within the pure white paper are blots of black ink.
I have a lot of work to do that it blocks my way to update my poems. :( i really wish my work is done, but somehow, it piles up...
Evil Lurks
It seeks me..
Around every corner..
In every dream...

My granny was the only one
Who ever protected me..
It seems - like She just knew
It started haunting me from my younger years...

Dreadfully she has past
Now my shield is gone
Weakest at my best
As evil seeks a home in me

she believed my good heart
Will go far
It will bring greatness
Through my leadership skills
Sad
No motivation to write
Hopeless
and gargoyles


v  v  v
>     an     <
> angel <
###          down          ###
######          from         ######
########/heaven sat on########
#######/a gargoyle's wing#######
#####/said she, "too bad youre#####
###/hideous! such an ugly thing!###
###\the gargoyle said nothing/###
so the angel said, nonplussed
"too bad you have to
stay on earth and
cannot fly with us"
the gargoyle just sat
there. The angel left
alone. the gargoyle
shed not one tear
for he was made of
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stone*\\\\\\\
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///////////////////////\\\\\\\\\\\
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/////////////////////////\\\\\\\\\\\
V               V
I do own everything,

happiness

friends

money

luxury

satisfaction,

an­d yet

why,

do

I

always

feel

empty

and

lonely
the one I got never to see
the one wiped out silently
yet the most precious

what could you have been child
killed as the fetus!

the one that was never born
whose smiles walls didn’t adorn
yet the most precious

what could you have been child
killed as the fetus!

the one never known to me
the one that was never to be
yet the most precious

what could you have been child
killed as the fetus!

the one my own broken piece
the one I would ever miss
and the most precious

what could you have been child
killed as the fetus!
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