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The doors are filled with searing hate,
It seeps and slides along the gate.
Only love will shut it tight,
The agony is within the fight.
All alone with aches and pain,
the fleeting thought of going insane.
Blood seeps from injures caught,
In my head this is for naught.
At the gate and filled with dread,
Blood from cuts and from my head.
I believe and hope for all my might,
Yet nothing is gonna end my fight.
- by Hollow_Reaper666 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 02/27/2009 |
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- Title: The Gate
- Artist: Hollow_Reaper666
- Description: Enjoi
- Date: 02/27/2009
- Tags: thegate
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Mac di Sigma - 03/01/2009
- So true. nice one
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- Uri-Lone - 02/27/2009
- Really soulful. I like it! ^-^
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