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Here lies a fool

who sang her life away

she was a dreaming wit

who knew no other way.

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Here lies a destroyer

crush, kill, annihilate

were her creeds.

Everywhere she tread

the earth turned into weeds.

 .

Here lies a poet

who tried to clean the soil

she ended up beneath it

in spite of all her toil.

.

 Lady A

10-11-13

1243p

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

A rhyme - it has come to this. 

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©11 October 2013 - 4:45pm — allets
12 October 2013 - 1:43pm — SSmoothie
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Love it mine will no doubt

Love it

mine will no doubt say 

here lies one that has been fucked over for the last time. 

 

Hermaidy loved them all too! 

 

Hugss 

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."

14 October 2013 - 4:27pm — allets
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I forgot that one

Yes, and ha. Very witty and very reality as the last VENT - cool :D ~allets~

 

 

11 October 2013 - 8:08pm — ramonathompsont
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I love it. The idea behind

I love it. The idea behind this piece is very creative!

12 September 2020 - 12:51pm — allets
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Thank You Very Much

Glad you stopped by for a read - ~S~

Be safe.