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This is my life...
Where'd the happy family from the pictures go?
A Fake Smile Hurts A Lot
Sometimes we take chances...
Sometimes we take pills...Not mine but I liked it.
Death is just too perfect.
But still alive.
Maybe the angel of death is real.
I am calling for him,
And I know he's coming for me.
I lie to myself,
Because it's for the best.
We bid farewell,
But you don't know,
This could be our last goodbye.
I see my broken reflection
Shattered dreams and silent screams.
I know the truth, I've given up.
I'm making the choice of life or death.
from my poem Fate