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melody it's ****** eleven o'clock at night. i'm ****** tired and i have so much homework still to be done. but i wrote a short poem just now that will most certainly be continued: Freedom is a distant dream- A broken, tortured melody, That creatures, betwixt Death and Glee, May hear and waltz to happily With their ears of tainted stone That kill and leave the true words gone They've never seen They'll never know and then i'm stuck.

Posted by: Whigg Mon Jun 11, 2007 @ 04:13am