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Re: Continuous Poem - All of ours. Participate! :D -
January 18th 2012, 09:34 PM
The trophy of death
It defies her
Who she is
What she wants
Where she wants to be
With a bunch of pills
And a strong will
She says her final good-bye
She let out a defeated sigh
And a tear fell from her eye
'There will be bad days, there will be good days, there will be really bad days, and really good days, and days that are not bad or good but just simply suck, but either way you got through it and you are here today and that is all that really matters''
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