The story was short
Cut off before it was time;
Whilst the other goes on,
On to the next line.
But the longer story is odd,
Full of death, sadness and despair.
The shorter was the opposite:
Joyful, calm and fair.
But the two are alike,
Trading secrets within their pages.
Secrets that would've been held
Away from the light for ages.
Although the wind
Sucked the shorter away,
It shall be remembered
During all these lonely days.
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so sad im ssry for ur loss
he sounds like a nice boy
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yo ariel. itz payton. just checked out your page and saw this. very nicely done. and dont worry. you'll get more comments as time marches. p.s. im really sorry about Clayton. may he rest in peace.
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Welcome To Allpoetry
Hello Deidara-san,
This poem is different to most i've read here so i applaud you for being creative. The rhyming was great even though i am no expert on it i liked it.
Keep writing
Andy - Site Greeter
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