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The White Buildings
Run,Run,Run to the white buildings.
Run right up the broken staires,
Catch your breath at the windows,
Then walk to the edge.
Look, Look, Look down at the bloody ground.
Your decisions been made.
So hold your breath take a step but be warned after this you can can't get up and turn around no...this time you will stay down.
Run right up the broken staires,
Catch your breath at the windows,
Then walk to the edge.
Look, Look, Look down at the bloody ground.
Your decisions been made.
So hold your breath take a step but be warned after this you can can't get up and turn around no...this time you will stay down.
Published 1st Mar 2013
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1st Mar 2013 8:41pm
I would like to
point out 2nd line 'staires' which should
be stairs :)
Haunting poem, indeed.
I loved how you used some words three times,
it built up a rhythm.
Suicide can be a horrible thing,
dependent on the situation.
Very well written.
point out 2nd line 'staires' which should
be stairs :)
Haunting poem, indeed.
I loved how you used some words three times,
it built up a rhythm.
Suicide can be a horrible thing,
dependent on the situation.
Very well written.
10th Apr 2013 3:30pm
