die
diedie
die
die from the flames in my eyes
cry
cry
cry
cry with all your might
kill
kill
kill
kill me with our pain
let me die in vain
for i shall never be happy again
i love you and farewell my friend
die
dieSmith2Smith commented on die
12-01-2011
When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.
John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA
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