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Moco Muddslide
Poems
Aug 2010
What's Wrong?
Temples throbbing
With unmistakable pain
Tears streaming
Like an endless rain
Empty feeling
With nothing to spare
Not a person
Left to care
As the nights
Are full of fear
All I think
Is that death is near
Blurred vision
Passing day by day
Starting to think
There's no more way
Confusing thoughts
All about homicide
Feeling like I
Should commit suicide
I always feel
Like I should die
But I don't know how
To say goodbye.
β Moco's Mind
Written by
Moco Muddslide
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