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how are you like while you're with you're significant other's family?
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The Cold Within
6 humans trapped by happenstance, in bleak and bitter cold,
each one possessed a stick of wood, or so the story's told.
their dying fire in need logs, the first man held his back,
for the faces 'round the fire, he noticed one was black,
the next man looking 'cross the way saw one not of his church,
and couldnt bring himself to give the fire his stick of birch.
the third one sat in tattered colthes, he gave his coat a hitch,
why should his log be put to use to warm the idle rich?
the rich man just sat back and thought of wealth he had in store,
and how to keep what he had earned from the lazy, shiftless poor.
the black man's face bespoke revenge as the fire passed from sight,
for all he saw in his stick of wood was a chance to spite the white.
the last man of this forlorn group did naught except for gain,
giving only to those who gave was how he played the game.
their logs held tight in death's still hand was proof of human sin,
they didn't die from the cold without-they die from the cold within.
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October 25, 2009 - 6:40pm
#2
I remember this poem!!! Wow old memories. =[
Dreamer koj you Kingz of Kingz? o.O xD liiFe
October 25, 2009 - 6:41pm
#3
=) Awesome.
I think they could of solved it fairly if everyone broke a piece of their wood. But whatever, this world is just full of....
Anywho, makes me think of SAW!!! D= !
October 25, 2009 - 6:42pm
#4
You look much better than I thought.
October 26, 2009 - 10:57am
#5
LOLLLLLLLLLLL K. Always hit on people. =P Jk os.
Where have YOU been? Lol =] liiFe
October 26, 2009 - 3:48pm
#6
Lol! I've been on HP. Didn't you see me in the forums? 
October 25, 2009 - 11:22pm
#7
...and then a woman comes along and throws in the firewood that she had been collecting.
And, LOL @ ExpectedCaprice. You are so random.
October 26, 2009 - 3:49pm
#8
Rofl! It's because I had nothing to say about what he wrote about.
October 26, 2009 - 3:41pm
#9
lyfe ur a lame O.... haha, i kid...
boring luss xwb 
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