You feel the pain,
Flowing trough your veins,
Like your blood,
Spilling out into the mud,
You scream,
As your tears stream,
Wishing you were dead,
While your happiness fled,
Leaving you all alone,
For dread has claimed the throne,
Sitting in the rain,
Hearing your breath is a strain,
Let death take you in his arms,
To take you away from such harm.
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Yes I'm a poetry freak, and I know that's a little weird....
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.......Oink