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My sorrows eyes are that of the insane;
Whose look upon everything becomes no more.
If too much to bear, cry out in vain
Ones soul must be able to change and soar
Though all may seem fine in ones mind,
Through bliss that evades that ones dreams,
The unfortunate are still kept in blind.
In each of their minds are their screams
If a kind soul help, the lost avail.
The kind soul helped the lost, and doing so
The darkness shall leave and the light prevail.
Soon all that is light will again flow
My eyes have risen from this darkness
And my soul will arise from the ashes
-guinevere
i remember u asked me to share a poem with u when i made one. so here it is lol
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WE TRUE HOMIES
WE RIDE TOGETHER
WE DIE TOGETHER
send this SWORD to everyone you care about including me if you care. C how many times you get this, if you get a BLADE your A TRUE HOMIE