A poem 2nd (Wake up)

It was a typical winter evening in Kolkata. Velvety...

I step out onto the ledge and my heart is racing with...

Written by ~Fletcher~

Wednesday, 28 May 2008

You lived your life dreaming, lying, crying, and wanting,

you wanted to live,live, and above all be the hero.

Beams of light, pain of fire, and sting of blade is what you wanted, to be evils bane.

Well come child to the land of no dreams, the land were people are mean just because they dont like your opinion, all you know is over.

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