My Last Note

by Illusion   Dec 30, 2005


The crying, is killing me
I can't take it anymore
inside, my head
your voice seems to roar

the stress, builds up
it never seems to end
pressure keeps adding to the pile
no matter how hard I try to hide and surrend

soon I will be gone
no longer will I hear you yell
forever with my lucifer
I will rot in hell

©2005 Shannon Maynard

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