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Post by Nick (Jonas) on Oct 12, 2010 18:49:03 GMT -5
After Lyfe
Running through the feild, roses begin to grow, Looking at the dark clouds, the sky now getting low. Forever over now, the darkness into night, The wind blowing wild, the loneliness will be a fight. Alone in the dark feild without a friend, This is no way for a poor soul to end. Waiting for light to take salvation, Prayer in the abyss will take determination. Will I be taken to the sky where the angels sing, Or will I lose my soul to darkness in a sweltering ring.....
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