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May 2014
What would you do,
If I vanished for a year or two?
Would your tears be fake?
Could you remain true?

“Here today, gone tomorrow.”
Name one person who’d experience true sorrow.
“I’m not a perfect person”
I need a new pure soul to borrow

Now what do you think?
My mind just tipped the brink
Oh, never mind it doesn’t matter,
My blood is filling the sink.
Originally written September 2008
Benjamin Allen Yontz
Written by
Benjamin Allen Yontz  Bowdon
(Bowdon)   
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