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Submitted:Sep 21, 2007 Reads: 145 Comments: 0 Likes: 1
I died this morning
At 9:22
It was mostly my fault
Not much I could do
Thoughts of uneasiness
Mostly just dread
Disillusioned my views
Just fucked with my head
Never did I thought
Would I end up this way
I look to the sky
And the sky, it turned gray
As I put down the paper
To shut what I've read
My heart came to a stop
And there I fell dead
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