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Tears of death- A poem by Luke Poulton!
I stand here crying tears dripping making tracks down my cheeks.
I stand in the graveyard I feel so sad.
I stand standing over dads grave.
The tomb stone cold and covered with mud.
This is the first time I have visted him in ten years.
I love him.
I cared for him.
He was the greatest Dad of all.
The tears drip on to his grave.
Cold and fool of fear.
These tears are bad they are the tears of death!
I stand here crying tears dripping making tracks down my cheeks.
I stand in the graveyard I feel so sad.
I stand standing over dads grave.
The tomb stone cold and covered with mud.
This is the first time I have visted him in ten years.
I love him.
I cared for him.
He was the greatest Dad of all.
The tears drip on to his grave.
Cold and fool of fear.
These tears are bad they are the tears of death!
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Really?
Watch it folks - he told you to go smoke weed. Reminds me of how a well known punk band got their name - the lead simger's brother got really mad at him and wrote on his door "Jimmy eat world". =>
we're talking about your painful existence.
What the hell are you talking about?
Being born up to the present.
It must be horrible for you - my deepest sympathies.
It must be horrible for you - my deepest sympathies.
Whats that?
why don't you write a poem about your painful experience.
Shut up go and smoke some weed!
And also, why would you want them to lie just because they're your 'friend'?
stop being horrible!
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