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Monday, January 25, 2010

Inifinite [[REALLY shitty poem]]

What is death?
A meer consequence of nothingness
A portal-way to a world of endless posssiblities
Inifinite
I want to be Inifinite
Fight off the valleys of death with actions not yet taken
Help?
A quiet attempt to have a hand to hold along the way
Everyone craves another's hand to guide them
A hand to warm their coldest fears
Him.
I know he's my saviour for this conquest I have yet to call my own
My wings are yet to transoform
never ending
I want to be never ending
As long as it's pressed upon your side.

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