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Post by cynder on Dec 17, 2008 20:15:15 GMT -5
If I don't make it back Would anybody care? If I don't make it back Would anybody notice?
I'm falling but I don't know where, As if my mind has been pushed into the Black abyss of the unnatural; Celestial auras flashing like brilliant lights, like Anyone would believe me if I told them where I've been.
Constantly confused and always thinking I can't take the stress anymore so I've got to get away And I don't know If I'll make it back.
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Post by mreditor on Dec 17, 2008 22:18:56 GMT -5
Way to stay on topic during the whole poem, but yet still keeping it interesting, good job.
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Post by cynder on Dec 17, 2008 23:06:55 GMT -5
Thanks.
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