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Monday, September 20, 2004


   anotha poem by me
Every Thing is Gone

Every thing is gone there is nothing left,
I say this to myself every night before bed.

Every thing is gone everyone is dead,
Everyday I think this in my head.

Every thing is gone,
Its time for me to be too.

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