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Its cold, Its dark the rain pours down I wear my face in a constant frown As I walk through the park All the people I see Run and smile Happy and free And hide my frown and pretend for a while. But when the night comes And the darkness return I beg and pray for the rise of the sun But its too far away That I learnt So that was that My final surrender I say goodbye to the rats And my body so slender The cold of the barrel caressing my lips The pain and the scars on both of my hips with one final tear I whisper goodbye To the painful life which I had lead One last noise; a deafening Bang and all is silent because then I was dead
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 7:36 AM UTC
Bang
Its cold, Its dark the rain pours down I wear my face in a constant frown As I walk through the park All the people I see Run and smile Happy and free And hide my frown and pretend for a while. But when the night comes And the darkness return I beg and pray for the rise of the sun But its too far away That I learnt So that was that My final surrender I say goodbye to the rats And my body so slender The cold of the barrel caressing my lips The pain and the scars on both of my hips with one final tear I whisper goodbye To the painful life which I had lead One last noise; a deafening Bang and all is silent because then I was dead
cameron-brookes
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 7:36 AM UTC
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