*world*
World:
To be hurt n, to be stabbed.
Thus of these things are all of this world.
To watch and stalk
Thus of these things are all of the wicked world.
why lie and hurt I think?
why stab your partner?
For all of this world, we shall never know.
The secrets with in , shall never be known!
To all those of all types of this world ,
I tell you now!
There's more to life.
There's things you'll never see.
There's things that may kill , and things that will save.
All I know is the secret I hold
The secret that can kill, The secret that can save.
For of only me I see.
That these of what I think,
Are not of this world to be.
Copyright ©2008 Marissa Stoops
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