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Dead
Standing in the aphotic alley,
I call out for none to hear my cry.
Watching people go about their activi... |
| Death Poems | Posted: 06/27/2004 @ 4:11am |
Stole
She lays there motionless,
Her body frail and cold . . .
Hardly breathing,
Her exposed chest; almost st... |
| Death Poems | Posted: 06/27/2004 @ 4:09am |
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