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by JHN Jan 26, 2007 category : Love, romance / lost love
I sit before i stand i run before i walk i hate before i love and i sleep after i die. disdain all pains staple my eyes and cut those tears but hurt will remain. naked angels will guide me Satan's heart will carry me nightmares will laugh on me and your love will hurt me again. one ink of blood to refill these passing days and one stain of wound to make this fashion far away. living is a sacrifice death is a cycle life will never be completed without these pains and death.
by JHN
Thanks for comment
by Avani
Wow thts jus an amazing poem... absolutely luv it