The SinsA Poem by KlynAnd it was done without remorse nor sorrow or crying shame It was out of pure hatred knowing that you could do the same.
Floating through a river of glass and from the parting seas The past will come to haunt you for you will be crying to me. © 2011 KlynReviews
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