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This is a poem I made while being in the dark place yk.. "Life of pain" The life of pain, is that many gain. To be happy is the chore, when many could give the holy shore. But why does life become sadness, when all I want to feel is madness. This life is no life for me, in the end only one there will be. I have seen the future life, and now I don't fear the Reaper Scythe. Thank you to all my friends, I hope to see this to the end.
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Love it, keep it up bluewolf :O
@fortish wrote:
Love it, keep it up bluewolf :O
This is beautiful Mat. I feel the pain in this, and I only wish for you to see brighter days and to just hold on. You got this!! I know you do.
@dolphan wrote:
This is beautiful Mat. I feel the pain in this, and I only wish for you to see brighter days and to just hold on. You got this!! I know you do.
Keep goin man
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@rosietheboss wrote:
Keep goin man
@Rosietheboss wrote: Keep goin man @bluewolf2004 wrote thx np
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