Dark hearts sing,
lost souls shout,
lonely children scream and pout.
Is this our world?
why is this our life?
where everything has to be solved with a knife..
Where's our savior?
our dark angel?
why..why..why
must we lie.
and cry.
and..die.
why..
must we be alone
when everything else
seems so far away
where's our dark angel?
on this dieing day.
emo is a lifestyle not a lable
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Hm... For person being emo that's not bad! Both poem and lifestyle. I like it. May I point out that dieing is spelled wrong. Dying is more correct. Anyways, it's good. Just a simple poem. Great job keep writing.
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This is really sad, but our world really can be a very cruel and scarey place anymore. I like the way you have set this up, and the strong emotions shared in this poem are amazing. Great job! Blessings, Patty
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Well written,
but who is the dark angel?
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awww I love this alot =] strong emtion great flow awesome
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wow.... love it..love it love it... well done!!
can feel the emotion..easy read.
just ...good job.
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