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One Good Reason to Live

By DeathIsNotTheEnd

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It's not that I don't hear you calling me over and over every night in my dreams, It's just that I don't know where you are. No matter what I do it's never good enough for you, No matter how many times I please others I can never please you. So many sleepless nights and long, monotonous days lead to many forgotten memories, Many hopes, and many dreams. Every morning the sun rises just one minute before it did before, and sets just one more before it had last night, And every night I listen to your hatred, Your voice echoing repetitivly in my head for two more minutes then it did the long, cold night before. Every moment of my life you follow behind me and cast a shadow on my life, Cast a shadow on my heart. You make me nothing out of everything I used to be. You... are me, And my own voice in my head. I will never be good enough for you, Because if I was there would be no reason to live. Written October 18th, 2001 © on Oct 18 2001 02:31 PM PST   0 • 10

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