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November 5 A short poem


Helix Amell

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I was bored so I wrote this c:

 

 

Remember Remember the 5th of November,

Lights go out, curtains close, the last pages of history turn over

Voices Cry, fireworks light as they sparkle within the moonlight

For it is a night we won't ever forget

For it is a night that Guy Fawkes, lonesome in his high chair of grief, will regret

 

So for those who read this thread, let us bow our heads and think of a time

where we didn't have  this life that we now sit today and sigh and say to ourselves 'man I wish I wasn't a speck that was a worthless piece of grass

But don't fret, have a blast, enjoy while it still lasts.

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