When the end is near

by carina jensen   Jan 11, 2007


Angel of death,
take me away from here...
Free my tortured soul from my mortal shell...
Let my spirit fly free above the sky...
To the place where there isn't any pain or suffering...
To feel free and happy...
In the end....

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  • 19 years ago

    by Elena

    I feel the same way like why live if there is noone 2 love you... But there are people that love u thats what u got 2 think like your mother or your fother n your sister thats if u got jest think..

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