

PoemsStanding on my roof Wind blowing in my hair All alone was I Because of my who I'd come to be Others only stared Then it began to storm Salt tears on fresh rain I fell off my roof Sure soon to feel more pain You caught me without harm Even in the awful beatingPoems
Of the thundering rain
All the tourment of lonelyness And all my inside pain Your my sheild and Coat of Arms My flag to show the way After all the awful things I said Even closer now you stay And my heart this Rooftop Storm tonight Forever will be warmed By a fire I'l
catwings
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The best thing about Poetry:
it is whatever you want it to be.
Chaos is my right, It´s my Order.
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~~live life to the fullest
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The best thing about Poetry:
it is whatever you want it to be.
Chaos is my right, It´s my Order.
--
~~live life to the fullest
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"I felt like destroying something
beautiful."
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~~live life to the fullest
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"I felt like destroying something
beautiful."
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~~live life to the fullest
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PeopLe are Like stained-gLass windows. They sparkLe and shine when the sun is out; but when the darkness sets in their true beauty is reveaLed onLy if there is a Light inside.-ELisabeth kubLer-ross
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