>cemetary gates
>cemetery gates
>>74552346
>All those people all those lives
>Where are they now?
>With the loves and hates
>And passions just like mine
>They were born
>And then they lived and then they died
>Seems so unfair
>And I want to cry
>>74552397
>A dreaded sunny day
>So I will meet you at the cemetery gates
>Keats and Yeats are on your side
>While Wilde is on mine
>But I've read well and I've heard them said a hundred times, maybe less, maybe more
>if you want to write prose or poems, the words you use should be your own; do not plagiarize or take on loan
the pantera song is good too
>there's always someone, somewhere, with a big nose who knows, who trips you up and laughs when you fall
too good