The other side is dead and gone from my heart and soul
As my niceness was destroyed by Satan himself
I walk with a frozen heartbeat and a bloody footprint at each step
I tried to be good and graceful from the bottom of my heart
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the other side of midnight......the other side of fright...........the darken path is not to be taken, but to be embrace..for the brighter days! ! ! Good job bro!
That was amazing, i loved this poem. Fantastic write,100 % ~Victoria~
Personally, I think every one has two sides. No one is perfect. But I will admit from my past, people can either make or break you. Its sad. Stand strong my lover. You have a right to hate. A right to love. So do it with passion. Your angel..