One Fine Day, in the middle of the night
Two dead boys got up to fight
Back to back they faced each other
Drew their swords and shot one another
The deaf cop on the beat heard the noise
And came and shot the two dead boys
This is my favorite poem. ;D
I love folklore poetry. <3









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The unexplainable feeling of a stare burning through you,
But when you turn you find nothing there,
But the darkness that consumes our empty souls,
We are the living dead.
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Kusje van mij
thanxX for the
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"+.. Emarati.. MY Identity ..+"
stop oCCUpying mE i'm already late for ReaLiTy
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"If you need a hero you have diminished yourself in some way"
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"Time held me green and dying/
Though I sang in my chains like the sea."
Dylan Thomas, "Fern Hill"
~TheNaturals *macrophoto ~GreenDA
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