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    Live

    A girl dies.
    A flower wilts.
    A dream ends.
    A soul is traped to this crule, hard world.
    Flight takes place.
    Death comes.
    Love is lost.
    Fate is bitter.
    Life crashes down.
    Sorrow embraces the purest form.
    Tears fall amd soak the ground.
    Shades of black soround you.
    Greif is in store.
    The angels that death create.
    Them and them alone will carry you.
    They shall battle for your existence.
    They will fight to help you strugle threw.
    When you survive the turmoil is done
    And you conquer and LIVE.

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    che234 commented on Live

    07-23-2009

    Wicked and good not bad at all. Please keep it up

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    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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