This is another old poem of mine that dates back to June 7th, 2007. Enjoy.
Crime
I want this fire to die to ashes I want to forget memories and time Erode, erode away in clashes Of each thought I keep, a crime
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"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
No need to give me a wow. :) But thank you. I'm glad you liked it.
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"Our mothers and fathers held us close to their hearts and they promised 'One bright and shining day my children, we will triumph in battle. One bright and shining day my children, we will give you back your wings.' " - PL: S&W
