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In Line


He’s waiting in line Waiting behind the others Though he is not half the monster People say Come back another day He doesn’t listen Now he’s paying Standing in line It’s his turn to die
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The Doctor

I love to write poems and short stories. My short stories are always dark, but so is my poetry. I am actually a very happy person, but I do get in my darker moods and that is when my best poems come out.

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The Doctor
Many people have guessed and very few are right. I know who I was talking about when I was writing this poem. The question is who do you think? I will give you a hint. It is someone (some people may something) that everyone is familiar with, it has touched everyone at one point in time.

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