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Fallen broken soul,
When he dies no one woes,
Cause he'll die where no one goes,
On a path that no one knows.
Anger comes no closer,
As his steel will begins to rust.
Yet, in his killer, he's a holder,
Of great amount of trust.
On his face no hatred shall shows,
Even when his life ends.
For it's only known by the crows,
He was killed by his friend.
- by AnInactiveSoul |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/12/2009 |
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- Title: Hopeless (victim)
- Artist: AnInactiveSoul
- Description: This is the second version of the Hopeless poem I made. This is from the victim condition. It's more or less telling the place he died and shows the trust he had in the person who led him there.
- Date: 08/12/2009
- Tags: hopeless victim betray traitor
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