A random poem.

Description

So here I lay down on my bed. Thinking of the people that were dead. It was such a

shame to see the tears that rolled down their face.....

Foreword

Their everlasting memories that has stained in their mind. They are forever in despiar for what they have done, every day...and every night...they think of this pity and darkness....Even in school they may act like they didnt do anything but if you really take the time to know them you see it...the fear, the pain, the emptiness,never agin to take back what they done. Destroyed one heart....their close friend...forever...

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