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old mans last day
written by devil-dick10:11 PM 8/13/04the world outside is freezing.
the old man inside is wheezing.
the end is near, no point lying.
the truth is, he is dying.
it may have been cold, but he sat in a vest.
the secrects he knew, alone were kept best.
the end wasnt hard to handle.
he knew it wasnt long before out burnt his candle.
he had cleared life, he had past its tests.
he shuts his eyes, forever to rest. |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (anonymous) (8-14-2004 - 01:03 PM)
| wootwoot keep going this one is great!! |
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