Echo'sA Poem by melz1108flashbacks...My Eyes go crossed through my bones, through my soul they are haunting me, Stomping on my garden, draining my pond spitting on my serenity Wipe off your BLOOD!!! Clean up your tears... my brain goes quite growing flowers, yellow, red, and orange © 2010 melz1108 |
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Added on November 10, 2010 Last Updated on November 12, 2010 |

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