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Sep 2015
Why* can it not happen?
Why does it fail everytime?
The *longing
for the end is excruciating
The pills did not work
The knife was too dull
The gun  jammed
All these things keeping the end away
The question begs answered
WHY?
then  two  small  voices  ring  ­with  laughter  in    the   other  room
THAT is the answer
THAT is why the end is still far *away
Always wondered why I never could succeed.  That is why. My higher purpose. Pray for those who struggle now with this want of an end.
Karina Norris-Veirs
Written by
Karina Norris-Veirs  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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