Dying after death
By Canon
Lessons I have learned in the life I have lived, Have molded things I will do, and the things that i did. I ended my life abruptly, I just forgot to care, waiting for the one person that was almost never there. I did some things I wanted, but I still have regrets, I lived 17 years of my life but now what about the rest? What else is there for me to do with a life that met it's end? A life that stopped abruptly without so much as a friend? Is there a chance of return, A chance of ressurection? I think my life is over, I should have learned my lesson. So now im here alone, in the space of death, Gasping for some love, but there isnt any left. Each day a tear drops, and my death begins to die, dying after death and all because I cry. My eyes are red from crying for years upon years, Im realizing that this place is the worst of all my fears. I cried my self to death, Drained my self of happiness, I wonder each day after I cry, where do I go after this. Written December 7th, 2001 © on Dec 07 2001 01:14 PM PST, Joshua 0 • 10
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