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a poem I wrote for a contest |
| as I walked through the afterglow sick without poisen a notch off my bed post has risen to ending I now have a second look at who I'm decieving another sharp starlet with no lyrical meaning another short lullabye another goodbye another sad song has been sung here tonight and as I sleep off the guilt and my venomous pride I'll wash all my crimes away with a lachrymal sigh |