A Beautiful Agony Dailymotion Do You Like My Poem? Please Rate!?

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Hi, this is a poem I wrote. I'm thirteen years old and in seventh grade, and I wonder if someone he loved. He referred also to end the confusion?

Song Flute Player

In return,
Day and Night
In Single Window --
Above the village
It could be seen, the flutist
And he was never without his flute flutist

The sound of his flute, filled the air
Be all across the city
Their beautiful melodies,
But so sad and disturbing that
Why does not the song end
It was always sad and never the light?

His delicate debits
Presented both depression
It needs to do something
It has been decided.

They tried to stehis flute,
What a stupid thing to do for
Do they not know that you can not?
They were so ignorant villagers,
When desperate and crazy.

If the flute can not go
Then the bill must
It was settled.
His song brought nothing that poverty and despair,
Without doubt, the unfortunate young woman
Does not deserve to live.
On the day of his death was established.

Shortly after the hasty decision
The arrows were flying
On the way to the Pied Piper from the window
An arrow after the other
She's gone.
Through the window he fell from his lifeless body.

On the ground,
He was definitely dead
Contusions,
Pale skin and hair is now dyed red
Her white dress stained with blood,
An actionThe view was the Pied Piper of Hamelin.

But the villagers were cruel,
They cheered and laughed.
The cause of her pain was gone!

The Pied Piper had to die that day,
Since then, however,
When the wind blew
Heard was a melody of Beautiful Agony
Song Flute Player.