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Mar 2010
Sun coming out, Ugh!
Morning rises and it already starts
the yelling the screaming!!!,
Why? oh! why must I have to wake,
take this young man away,
to a Better Place  Mr. Grimreaper,
dont lead the way!! Are you Crazy!
just drag my breathing dead corpse,
along that graveled path so that i may feel my body
leaving this cold world and enjoying every
scar and wound that i leave behind!!!

You drag me, I SMILE=)  then salute the Life that I will not miss,
like a soldier going home from months of endless combat

I leave Now shed my Last Tear and Wave

GOODBYE!!!!
Written by
julio lapensee
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