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Posted: Wed Jun 03, 2009 1:48 pm
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I wrote this poem to kindof explain how I fell about dying sometimes...-OKAY!OKAY!-Alot of the times but whatever-Tell me what I need to work on-And post your own! xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Sleep x
Wanting to rest, to sleep forever. Never waking up
Don't tell me that life will get better. Beacuse Its all a lie
Perhaps it's true I've learned not to cry. But My better Day only comes the day I die.
Lying cold in satin sheets, many read but no one weeps. Because no one cares enough to hear her cries.
Empty eyes watch clouds roll in. Last page of the book, The end? Or the beggining?
Wanting to dream, but lost the imagination she was gifted.
Hope is something, that this world kills
Wanting to trust, Wanting to belive
Finding only lies, Finding them everywhere Not afraid to walk alone anymore She always has If she leaves will anyone remember her?
Bury Her now, deep in the ground. All these rambles dull fading sounds.
Gone and forgotten..
Carve her a stone, or plant a tree. Never knowing why she did it. Going to heaven where some God lives. Hope somehow that I can forgive.
Now you forget her Never knowing her story
This is your life, you can die any day. Do what you can before the bell chimes. Your becoming a corpse one day at a time.
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Posted: Thu Jun 04, 2009 2:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Oct 10, 2009 5:38 pm
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Posted: Wed Feb 10, 2010 8:36 am
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 2:01 pm
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