HERE IS A POEM THAT MY NIECE WROTE.

Forsaken

By Jade Andrea Snell

Make news to the wind cause I’m forsaken.

My howl Is deadly To your sweat poison dripping  blood make the dead awaken.

 Me and My army will roam this land for all  eternity.

And as we howl you can still here our deadly  voices scream In the wind As It blows through The night.

As we where  dying perfect.

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