Story of life

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The sweetened memory,

so close I can almost taste it on my lips,

Of a time from whence all was simple,

when everything just was- without question,

But a dark shadow slithered over me-us: corrupting, burning, tainting and stealing.

It robbed us of our sanity, our chains,

which kept us close to the path we were once destined,

It danced us away, with a smile so sweet,

and the shadow fed hungrily upon us- taking more away.

Words to a song as decieving as the thief,

it sung to us and the Angels could not help anymore,

We are Souls of Unrest, We are the Legion of the Lost,

Children of the Forgotten, we unite.

No sleep until the shadows frost,

is burned at the stake with its memories.

Writhing, Pain, Vengeance...WAR, this is WAR.

END OF PEACE

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<3Scar ;P Keep readin' writin' and just be awesome forev's ;DDD

KK, Don't judge too hard- I already know the following poem-thing is crappy so shut it. U don't have to read.

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Sweet dreams don't exist,

We are so tainted,

They start out nice,

But we just burn it,

No more nice guy/girl,

Hatred fuels-More than love,

Dreams just dreams,

Less frequent than a smile,

A smile less frequent than a hug.

END OF DREAMS-STORY BEGINS

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