

Dearly DepartedDearly DepartedDearly Departed
To those who are dead To those who are lost To those who have paid The ultimate cost
To those who we love To those who we hate To those who had Little time to wait
To those who were scared To those who were brave To those who we Just couldn't save
To those who were far To those who were near To those who were there To those who we fear
To those that we need To those that we miss To those that we want To those that we wish
You are never forgotten No matter how bi


The Revolutionary PoemI'm thinking of a revolutionThe Revolutionary Poem
Another poetic evolution
I know how to have it begin
Without committing a single sin
This is the Revolutionary Poem
The one made to show 'em
You don't have to be sensible
You don't have to be consequential
You don't have to be evidential
You don't have to be circumstantial
Like in this very next verse
Circumstance led him to a hearse
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
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::Finally Found::All my life::Finally Found::
I have tried To Find
The one that I was born to Save To find the one that would Save me Tried and failed
I have found I am


The VoiceAnita Harrow never liked the dark. She wasnt scared of it, of course. It was just that when it was dark burglars came, and animals ate out of the garbage, and there were things hiding in the darkness. You couldnt see them, but they were there. Not that that was the type of thing Anita would let get to her. It wasnt like she was paranoid or anything. But ever since it started; darkness was something she found herself thinking about a lot. It is the voice that began to talk to Anita a few weeks ago. No warnings, no reasons. She hadnt done anything to provoke it, and she wasnt insThe Voice