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Tuesday, August 23, 2005


The Scent of Death
A shred of a tune,
A face vaguely firmiliar,
Forever now so soon,
The hallway unleashes the scent of my killer.
Corrected by all,
As I'm tortured by a painful past,
I hear him call,
As I fly to the ground fast.
Alone I wait,
Injured and in pain,
Is this to be my fate?
I've lived my life shall I end it now in shame?
A temporary problem,
A perminant decision,
Can I find anyone to help solve them?
Do I want to leave in this condition?
It's too late now,
It's already been done,
There's no place to hide,
And there's no plae to run.
As I'm overtaken by agony and grief,
I've taken my own life,
Am I now my own theif?
Breathing my last,
I feel all my blood drain,
I wish I could take it back,
But it's too late to change.- ME


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