poem 1
Love is lost people are forgotten
But in the minds of we are all immortal
When hope finally dies and grief over comes
The life becomes rotten
The stench of failure fills the air
The only thing remembered of the time
Is earth and its unforgiving grasp
poem 2
I live in a life
From witch the formalities are uncared for
The politeness bled away many years before
Remembering non of the past
The pleasures gone
The games dead
The wasteland of the forgotten
Poem 3
Dismal sorrow
Of the barren…
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Posted on September 12, 2008 at 7:31pm —
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I know you like Cornelia Funke, did you read Inkheart? Did you see the movie?
48 pages! Nice :) do you think you'll have a lot of writing time during the holiday break from school?
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