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And as I sit,
here in my room
I cry out, the pit
has come too soon
It's too late, for you
To make up this tune
I'm great, anticipate
The reaction to you
When you ask, how I'm
Holding out
Wait, calm down
No need to shout
This is gone, obleque
I scream out, it's true

What is this?
The end?
It's been quite a road
It's a shame, it had
to end on a sore note
But as I write, I see
What had become of you and me
And now, I feel glad, somehow...
It's all over now
©2007-2010 ~Iacto
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Author's Comments

Well, my life switched completely in a week! How joyous! This is just a short poem I just wrote, read into it how ever much you want

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:s ?

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98% of people have random made-up statistics somewhere on their deviantART. If you're one of the 2% that doesn't... shame on you. And don't steal this. :P
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Yeah, twice

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Well, that was offensive.
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:s :s?

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98% of people have random made-up statistics somewhere on their deviantART. If you're one of the 2% that doesn't... shame on you. And don't steal this. :P
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Thirded

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Well, that was offensive.
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:hug:

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98% of people have random made-up statistics somewhere on their deviantART. If you're one of the 2% that doesn't... shame on you. And don't steal this. :P

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