Hostile
Lorraine
Walking towards to the hall of pain, When you stared at my eyes it started to rain. Walking towards you make me feel weaker, So you run and run until you fall deeper. I saw a piano whose broken and sad, So i sit and started playing my dad's----song When the black cloud finally walk out, I saw you there standing with a note in your hand. I walk towards you and i snatch the letter your holdin. When i red the letter tears started to fall, I shouted"Wait!"then as time pass by your soul vanish away The little beethoven myself started to cry, Until the sun starting to rise. I was walking with pain in my heart, Then i think again should i restart? I shouldnt try if its for love, Just let her be and she'll come back to me. When the sun rises, I saw you again standing and walking at the end. You shouted"stay" Then i replied"hooray" As you come closer and closer, I see your vision getting tougher and tougher. So i ran and ran, Until i fall in a land. Then you shouted "Do not fear me little friend it is i your little hostile friend".
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Madison Tyler
Nice one
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2018-11-01 08:58:01
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Lorraine
@Madison Tyler thx maddie😊😀
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2018-11-02 03:22:42
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Madison Tyler
you deserve the comments
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