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Everyday I wake with a pain, Forever in my chest, it will rein The feeling so cold, it freezes my soul A payment I must give, a living toll I have never felt so alone In those few seconds that are known So many before me have lived this lie That life is some mysterious high But for the rest, each day is a test To see who will overcome being suppressed Living a life of lies and deceit Trying to be accepted, but becoming effete Some people that have lost all hope become weak Giving in to the decision to perish, they die in defeat Those critical seconds of choice One of the few moments when some have a voice They could decide to just give up and die Or to choose to continue prospering and fly Or curl in a ball of loneliness and sorrow Questioning their life and hating tomorrow I wish I were saved from this life changing decision So I know there is some sort of provision Stopping me from losing hope and ending it all I want to die when the time is right, a willing fall.
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 10:54 AM UTC
Poem no. 5
Everyday I wake with a pain, Forever in my chest, it will rein The feeling so cold, it freezes my soul A payment I must give, a living toll I have never felt so alone In those few seconds that are known So many before me have lived this lie That life is some mysterious high But for the rest, each day is a test To see who will overcome being suppressed Living a life of lies and deceit Trying to be accepted, but becoming effete Some people that have lost all hope become weak Giving in to the decision to perish, they die in defeat Those critical seconds of choice One of the few moments when some have a voice They could decide to just give up and die Or to choose to continue prospering and fly Or curl in a ball of loneliness and sorrow Questioning their life and hating tomorrow I wish I were saved from this life changing decision So I know there is some sort of provision Stopping me from losing hope and ending it all I want to die when the time is right, a willing fall.
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 10:54 AM UTC
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