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Sean sutton Nov 2017
We all have deadlines
Well here is mine
Laying on a flat line
Dead by daylight

Maybe I’ll be at peace
But the pain will never cease
For hell is my place
We’re i fully embrace

Thinking like a butterfly
I’ll fly away asking why
Why have you hurt me
Why did you flee

We all have deadlines
Well here is mine
Laying on a flat line
Dead by daylight
Sean sutton Nov 2017
Deep down in my soul to find
Myself as I choose to hide
Looking high and looking low
In a broken soul I go

Finding life, death, and deep sorrow
Maybe we can do this tomorrow
Even though I stride
I found out my dreams died

Realizing that I was the flower
Losing their petals of power
I look for myself and I find
That I had already died

— The End —