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Nov 2013
I could feel the cold inside my casket,
People crying around me.
My mom crying beside me.

I could have been a better daughter.
I could have been a better sister.
Or simply a better person

But now from all the scars on my arms, I am not longer suffering.

I know the lord needed me in heaven.
I know he called me for a reason.

When I took the permanent decision of leaving earth, I was happy.
Happy that I could take care of my family without them always calling making me feel worthless.
Happy that I can, for once, watch them and help the lord guide them.
Happy that I will no longer suffer, because he left me.


I want my wishes and desires to be granted by my love ones.

The big house
The piano room
The Rolls Royce
And everything I wished for.

Everything in life seemed pointless without him, life was always so blue since he left.

You were the one and only that could pick me up when I was down. You are the reason I am gone.
I wish I could be a good poem writer, but I am not. Lol Well here is a depressing poem!:) Comments please!!!
Ceci Guzman
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Ceci Guzman  Dallas, Tx
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