David Mackay

Roses are dark as night and bright as Day.
Thorns of sythe, petals of play.
Dancing in the night, in the moonlight's ray.
Roots dug deep, petals hung high.
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Once on a cool icy day.
The ground started to shrink.
I was falling from the ground and this made me think.
It wasn't the ground shrinking.
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my life slowy ticks and ticks away.
im trapped in reallity, no more dreaming life astray.
as sad as it is, i admit defeat, i followed the crowds, and bowed at their feet.
that was the biggest mistake i could make.
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The Phantom's will be done.
Forever he said, but she thought it was fun.
Committed on the day of March 28th.
It was a cursed marrige but he had faith.
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