Your Last Endeavor

by Artemis   Jun 25, 2005


Feeling like thy always is,
Hurt, depressed, no one’s biz,
Grab a knife and close the door,
Late at night; alone once more,
Take the knife in your hand,
Time to fulfill what thy planned,
Blood now dripping on the floor,
Pain inside; deep in your core,
No one to help or care,
Life is just so unfair,
Time to die alone forever,
No more time; your last endeavor.

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