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What does it mean?
To die? To live?
Why does it mean?
To live? To die?
WHy are we here to begin with?
Why must we suffer
To lose it all?
We do we gain
Just to be dead?

Black, colour of blood
The blood of Death
WHich is never seen
None light is shone
To show thy colour
Because we are dead
We cannot see red no more
No longer shall we see
The pains of life

Death is a relief
Of our beliefs
There is no theif
Up here in Heaven
Float like a leaf
Glide on the reafs
There is no grief
Problems Are shaven

When you're dead...
©2005-2009 =blazer-flamewing
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No one really knows the properties of death, but here is my theory in form of open poetry ^^ but at the end there is a series of rhymes which go AAABAAAB

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:iconneko-of-deh-fluff:
o.o...... you are an odd duck.... who writes amazing poems.....

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Life has many mysteries we must give up trying to solve.
Like why your dryer likes to eat only ONE sock out of a pair.

"there are lots of people out there. And i'll give you this advice ame, don't take any of their bull shit seriously. And also, don't
:iconblazer-flamewing:
Thnx ^^
what would happen if i was an even duck? =P

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I love =Xeraki~ <33
:iconneko-of-deh-fluff:
then you would be fat.

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Life has many mysteries we must give up trying to solve.
Like why your dryer likes to eat only ONE sock out of a pair.

"there are lots of people out there. And i'll give you this advice ame, don't take any of their bull shit seriously. And also, don't
:iconblazer-flamewing:
that makes no sense

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I love =Xeraki~ <33
:iconneko-of-deh-fluff:
since when to *I* make sense? really, its just ame speak.

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We crazy people are your friends....
Except when we're holding a knife.
When that happens, i advise you flee.
:iconblazer-flamewing:
GAH! AMEH SHPEAK!! X.x

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I love =Xeraki~ <33
:iconneko-of-deh-fluff:
yesh. ameh shpeak. fear it.

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We crazy people are your friends....
Except when we're holding a knife.
When that happens, i advise you flee.

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