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Forever Gone
Life has torn me apart,
A hundred times over,
So used to the pain,
I no longer run for cover.
I get hit with another
blow,
One harder than before,
Each time knocking me down,
I don't have it in me to
fight anymore.
I'm finally giving up,
I just want it all to end,
Don't amount to much anyways,
So who would care if this is
the last poem I send?
This is my goodbye,
I'm tired of being wrong,
I take these pills and wash
it down with booze,
Hoping, no praying it'll make
me...FOREVER GONE.
A hundred times over,
So used to the pain,
I no longer run for cover.
I get hit with another
blow,
One harder than before,
Each time knocking me down,
I don't have it in me to
fight anymore.
I'm finally giving up,
I just want it all to end,
Don't amount to much anyways,
So who would care if this is
the last poem I send?
This is my goodbye,
I'm tired of being wrong,
I take these pills and wash
it down with booze,
Hoping, no praying it'll make
me...FOREVER GONE.
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