She was the one
We wanted to be
Life destoryed in
A single shot
All we remember is
She was doomed from birth..
In the shadow of
The valley of death
Forgotten souls
Lurk inside..
He was the star
Of the year
Pills taken
It's all too clear
Only remember
He was going to die..
In the shadow of
The valley of death
Innocent lives
Dreadful cries..
I saw the crackhead
On the street
Needed money
For his drugs to buy
Casted into exile...
In the shadow of
The valley of death
Forsaken
Without time...
I saw life
Crumble down
Took it all
With no sound
Now...
In the shadow of
The valley of death
I walk alone
Without life...
In the shadow of
The valley of death
Some ppl are
Born to die...
I love your poem no matter what Clevland says -.- Doesnt she know death is the easiest thing to write about? Gawd... Anyways... -.- Stupid cell phone....typing on my moms internet cell phone...Any ways....cool poems, no matter what the hell that other person says.... LIFE IS A DAMN ILLUSION ONLY TO OCCUPY YOUR MIND UNTILL DEATH COMES.. Thats what I say.... Bye... cell phone's running out of charge.... -.- *Hugs* ~Shoshana
Everyone is born to die, just as everyone is born for a purpose. U are a poet that means there is much for you to do...if only u could desire life more than u desire death u could change lives (if u cared enough).