December 3, 2010

Dark and depressed, the fatal fall.

The broken hearts.

The bursted brains,

the rotting flesh.

The unholy cries,

The ones in pain, the ones that cry,

the sad stories they tell.

The pain they feel,

how hard it is.

Their deeds are done,

the are gone.

No more remorse.

The End

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