December 18, 2008
By Keegan GOLD, Flushing, Michigan
Keegan GOLD, Flushing, Michigan
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Both, crossed be the stars,
fate had them bleed,
For the pain in their souls,
I’m afraid was never freed.

Both in the name of one god,
its been told.
Never again shall he be,
forsaken so bold.

Striking thy friend,
they forgot their love.
Soon enough, their faint push,
came to strong shove.

Constant bloodshed brought their love to halt,
Only to realize they are truly at fault.

Both lovers whom loved one, love began to preach,
“Gain thy love or gain thy death I truly beseech.”

Denied thy request they forbade their life,
Forevermore, shall this tale be told in strife.

The author's comments:
I am fourteen years old, and I began writing at a very young age. All of my writing abilities are self trained, and it is something that has always come relatively natural to me.

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