Pain hunts us all
Every Human knows this is true
There's nowhere to hide
It will find you
A good cry washes out the pain
Poetry writing can do the same
To open the heart
To let the light in
So you may begin again
Nature walk
Over the river Through the woods Down the trail we go We never know what we may see On the ground or the the tree A rabbit Some deer Fish...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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