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What is Life by Miguel Reynoso

Poetry By: Teresita
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Trying to find the meaning of life.


Submitted:Apr 19, 2012    Reads: 12    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


No Tittle by Miguel Reynoso I want to die. What is the use of staying alive? What is the purpose of my life? When I am always living with so much strife. I can't go on living this way. I can't stand boring day, after boring day. Just watching my life waste away. You must think I am a drama queen, You haven't been there, you haven't seen The disaster my life has been. I know death is part of living, but all I know Is that I will be quitting my life, which has no meaning. I want death to take over, I want to go being sober, Knowing what I am doing, Aware of where I am going. No need for drugs, no need to disguise The feeling certain death will arise. I will go quietly, no one will know Just let me sleep, and not wake up tomorrow. I want to die, don't want to cry, no one understands my sorrow




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