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by pookabear Apr 15, 2006 category : Dark, fantasy / unexplained
Late at night, the tears fall, i can hear, hear them call. my name in the wind, calling me here, they make me real, they ruin my fear. nothing left, no more voices, no more tears, no more choses. my fears are back, my heart in pain, the loud sound, of beating rain. on the edge, about to fall, one last scream, no last call.
by timehealsallwounds6
Omg so good!!!
by albresha
Wow i liek this poem alout u have talent