SpiritsA Poem by FireFox9First poem I wrote. Most likely will be edited some day, but it's perfect for now.
Fire burns and winds blow strong
Telling what is right from wrong And as I wait for death I lay my weary head to rest And so I will live on With the spirits that are gone And though you call my name I sadly never came © 2014 FireFox9Reviews
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Added on May 10, 2014Last Updated on May 10, 2014 |

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