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Nov 2010
Be gone thy spirit and soul.
Let me die here and now.

For I have lost all hope of this life.
I wish for death on the swiftest of wings,
or a sign of hope on the stampeding
hooves of life.

Beaten down into the earth.
Bones of mentality shatter,
a dozen times over.

Screaming anxiety let my soul die.
Let my spirit dwindle.
I banish thee and go in grace.

For I have tried and failure prevailed.
I need not be here.
I don't belong.

So let me be and go and rest my
splintered spirit and die on this barren ground
which is called life.
Written by
Erin Schenke
942
   Nicholas Laurent
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