Belial
That Guy with the Face
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<span style="font-family:'times new roman';">I've probably written this poem about a million times but it never seem quite right, though the idea behind it all was the repetition of these couple lines. So tell me what you think.</span> </p>
<div style="text-align:left;"><p><span style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span style="color:#333333;">When I Died I saw a fly This fly that buzzed by my Eye This fly I saw when I died And As I lied their starring at the sky The sky filled with tears of inky black Dye I did not see my life, my past, my future, or even my presence No visions of deeds don and gon No sorrows of Loves lost and ventures squandered Mearly this fly This fly that buzzed by Eye This Fly I saw when I Died As time stopped I wondured who would remeber me Who would carry my legassy I had no family, No friends, No loved ones No one to miss me, no one to Care No one to mourne at my funeral Just this fly This fly that buzzed my Eye This fly I saw when I died Then time seamed to start again The Skies Inky tears began to fall again The crack of the gun thundered and the ground hit me from behind The world began to fade, ink coating all All Except this fly This fly that buzzed by my eye This fly I saw when I died And I realised.... I was a fly.</span></span></p></div>
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<span style="font-family:'times new roman';">I've probably written this poem about a million times but it never seem quite right, though the idea behind it all was the repetition of these couple lines. So tell me what you think.</span> </p>
<div style="text-align:left;"><p><span style="font-family:'times new roman';"><span style="color:#333333;">When I Died I saw a fly This fly that buzzed by my Eye This fly I saw when I died And As I lied their starring at the sky The sky filled with tears of inky black Dye I did not see my life, my past, my future, or even my presence No visions of deeds don and gon No sorrows of Loves lost and ventures squandered Mearly this fly This fly that buzzed by Eye This Fly I saw when I Died As time stopped I wondured who would remeber me Who would carry my legassy I had no family, No friends, No loved ones No one to miss me, no one to Care No one to mourne at my funeral Just this fly This fly that buzzed my Eye This fly I saw when I died Then time seamed to start again The Skies Inky tears began to fall again The crack of the gun thundered and the ground hit me from behind The world began to fade, ink coating all All Except this fly This fly that buzzed by my eye This fly I saw when I died And I realised.... I was a fly.</span></span></p></div>
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