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Cold

Everyday i stare death in the face
it's cold steeley glare never breaks,
it just waits for my mistake
so that it can take control
of me.



Poetry by Painful Profits
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Written on 2006-11-03 at 18:54

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I love it!!!!!!!So daringly simple yet says what a thousand words will never say....what I have been feeling the past few days but have found difficult to express!!!!!!This one is a true work of art....thumbs up.
2006-11-09