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A Broken Life

Someone could tell be the way he walked
That he was broken and no longer held a single dream

Escaping without his permission, was but a single tear
Indicating his loss to everything that he once held dear

He started shutting everyone out of his life
That while he sat on a bench he took hold of a silver knife

What reason did he have to continue living in this misery?
When he could easily join his loved ones in the afterlife

And with that said, he bid his final goodbye

by HeartlessShadow
posted on 06/01/2010

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Comments: 2

Comment by rivka: Aug 8, 2010 10:55 am
this poem is me!! thank you for writting it
Comment by BloodyWrists: Jun 1, 2010 10:30 am
=( that is sad...
but a good poem

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