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How I died unfulfilled by Nosar Phillips
I was born to be a saggitarius but nature turned things around Ousted on earth amidst two unwanted The mother,well was a maid. Whom was hit wrongly by cupids bow for a man cursed to drunk. I shall forget to smile that i stand upon thy corpse,remembering how i loved thee. And ill try to have thee scribed on all three hearts. The clock struck death on our mothers bossom Yes, our mother!!! There those violent streets delights have estactic ends for only the night. And in the taste of a better life i sought of a couple who traded slaves, and gave me a roomie. A bird i killed one night. I was a sober suited young. Loved one minute, mistreated and harshly disciplined the next. According to my master's mood. His wife was silent, she did not care, she was not my mother. I always sat at night in my Harry porters cupboard writing poems for a woman i would love. My first poem was cursed to roam the bin in pieces like Cain from the holy book. Farewell virgin poem,i know we s...
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