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Suicidal Dreams
Life is like a path you walk down to get home Sometimes you walk with others Sometimes you walk alone Holding a head high will show your very proud even ...
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Diary of a blind girl
In a dark little worldAll my ownI am lost without a purporseI am all aloneSometimes to othersI ask them to help meThen they reliseI cannot seePeople only seea pretty little ...
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What the Earth used to be
A bird flew across a barren wasteland Smoke rose in the air like a stirring dragon A few creatures had survived And they scuttled about Their ribs protruded painfully The ...