Death By Nature

by fred   Aug 3, 2005


Death By Nature

Created to die,
No point in life.
No friends left,
No one to love.
Empty body,
Soul no more.
No other option,
Just have to die.
Death by nature,
No future left.
Scratches all over,
Blood is dripping.
Heart so broken,
Darkness everywhere.
Empty planet,
All has died.
Sad life,
Pain too much.
Can’t go back,
Nothing is left.
Home no more,
Living on streets.
Now heartless,
She took everything.

By Fred Smith

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