The Dead
The dead lie in wait
A wooden box is their cell
If they were alive
This would be hell
Different stories are thiers
Of how each of them died
Some of them didnt even
Have people who cried
Murder or accident
Suicide, natural death
So many different ways
We could all loose our breath
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im on the phone. sorry for mistakes in writing.
<3 Sam
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Poetry book #2
PoetryThis is my second Poetry book. Like the first, it is complied of 50 poems of feelings, friends, and the such. If you think you can relate to heart break, lost friendships, uplifting moments in life, and so on, then take a look at the second establis...
