An Empty Paradise To Cry Poem by Desiree Whitamore
An Empty Paradise To Cry
once again, i'm falling from the stars
and this feeling determines who we are.
this place is so pathetic.
doesn't anybody get it?
doesnt anybody know?
theres nothing left, we're just a victim of the killer we used to be.
in the light, ther are so many things to hide.
in the night, paradise is a place to cry.
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