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Words of a dying poet
I tried so hard, I looked so long, I hoped.... To find what am looking for.... All I have done, all that I tried.... What am I suppose to do now.... I know my time is running out. We all are only hear for a while. Life, is just a long painful death. Just take me out of my misery now.... and let me rest in piece. I close my eyes and hope for a better tomorrow. But who am I kidding this it life.... I don't know the day, the hour, the year.... But all I can tell you is that it's near.... All I can say is fuck you all who don't have a hart. I'm hear because of you.... I'm done playing this game.... Just let me die.... It's the only think I have look forward for a long time.... People go around lying and killing and much worst.... It's people like you that make me whant to perish.... To those who feel how i feel... To those who see how I see and to those how seem to care.... All I can say is sorry.... Sorry that you are living in this god forsaken world.... Just remember to stay in the light of the shadows.... Be strong and don't let life change you. And don't believe any one. even if they say they love you .Please just remember my words... And try to feel how I do.... Yes. I know am so young... But that dose not mean am blind..... I have always walked this lonesome roed.... I have look... And see all ther is to see.... How could this nightmare be reality... My hart aches for what I have been looking for.... But now I think it doesn't exist.... For it's nowhere.... Like as if it died.... And only leaving behind hate, lust, disperse, and evil.... Where has it gone... We all whant it... We all look for it... We try to give it.... But sadly all we over look it.... We are just so blind....for you who care.... Please open your eyes and see reality as it truly is.... Life is hard, point less and just fucked up.... Every day I hope the pain will stop.... At times I feel like running away from reality... But sadly am condemned in this nightmare.... In this time in exsistance people confuse good with bad.... And how is that possible? All I have done, all I have tried and for what.... For the next person to take my place and credit.... My life has no meaning.... Because soon it will be as if I never existed....
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