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A brief candle; both ends burning |
I watch my daddy put to rest
I cry the tears of his death...
The only thing that is left of you
Are pictures of things we used to do...
As i stand by the sink and cry
I feel my life begin to die...
I sit one night all alone, tears rolling down my...
I remember the pain of that day...
Hello mummy now is the day
To let all you hurt just flow away...
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Hi everyone.Would you please read my poems.I would really appreciate your opinions on them.I'll be sure to return the favour. |
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-x-My life flows freely from my wrists -x- |
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Wats the point in living if you dont feel alive? |