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No Romeo to my Juliet.

Poetry By: MssJenn
Poetry


We are all dying of a very deadly and horrible disease called life.


Submitted:May 23, 2009    Reads: 178    Comments: 18    Likes: 6   


I look to my left
I look to my right
And nobody is with me
No pity for the end of my life but my own

Nobody sees me
For I'm invisible
I'm here
Yet I'm never really am

I'm dying and nobody recognizes the signs
I'm dying but I'm happy deep inside

I look for love where there's none to find
I look for satisfaction where only pain lives and dies

I'm dying
And nobody cares
Neither do I

I'm dying
This disease called life is eating me from the inside
I'm dying
But I crave it

I'm dying and there will be no beautiful end
No memories
Or beautiful stories of me to tell
No Romeo to my Juliet.





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