I love the innocent look on their faces when he comes
don't try to cheat because if you do, after you he will run
just take me instead of him he was my dearest teacher
don't lay on your bed he likes to hunt his preys there
please, give me the strength to conquer him
please, give me the power to kill him within
give me one good reason to keep you
please, give me the truth and let me through him
don't even try to give your handwriting in your farewell
he can bring you from your dream poem ever to hell
keep yourself frozen, he hunts with the sense of warmth
hide your skin he can find you he never gets search stress
O, dead understand me you can't be sinners to the world
O, Lord I beg you to have mercy on them as usual as we know
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love the innocent look on their faces when he comes don't try to cheat because if you do, after you he will run just take me instead of him he was my dearest teacher don't lay on your bed he likes to hunt his preys there...beautiful poem wtih lovely feeling for teasher..goodpiece of writing. i liked it....10 read mine no, tacher please...school..hen laid an eggs