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MP (1061991 / Dominican Republic)


Hell is my place call my sorounding
I cry I tear
I break my heart of tears
My laughs dont matter as long as i sleep

My life coveres the stars as i breath
My life is scratch by a peace of shed
My cremble heart dont have a vain
My nice shades cant hide bruse eyes
My life is strangle by the embrase
Wen tears break loos it will make sence
I pray
To burn my life
To burn my tears
To burn the peaces that its near
To burn the frames
To burn my weakness
To burn those people who have hate me
To burn the hate
To burn the evil
God send me up to my gardien angel.

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That is an AWSOME poem i understand what you mean great job