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If it wasn't my fault If the binds of life tightened Became to much, Suffocated me, Even though I had breathe, Would you hold it against me Judge me for what life had done, Pressure, Stresses, Life, Was the burden The weight on my shoulders Each day I awoke, Seconds, Minute, Hours, Were to much. Life had become my prisoner A death sentence in this living shell, Would you hold it against me I wish for only peace, The moments of existence Are getting to much, I hope you understand To forgive me, To release me To feel the peace that I crave so much, I didn't do this to hurt, I was selfish, as others will talk. Life had become That which I feared, Know this, you were never to blame, Life was my tormenter And now I have freedom from its clutch..
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Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 3:36 PM UTC
It Became To Much (A different take on Joe Cole's "Freedom" challenge)
If it wasn't my fault If the binds of life tightened Became to much, Suffocated me, Even though I had breathe, Would you hold it against me Judge me for what life had done, Pressure, Stresses, Life, Was the burden The weight on my shoulders Each day I awoke, Seconds, Minute, Hours, Were to much. Life had become my prisoner A death sentence in this living shell, Would you hold it against me I wish for only peace, The moments of existence Are getting to much, I hope you understand To forgive me, To release me To feel the peace that I crave so much, I didn't do this to hurt, I was selfish, as others will talk. Life had become That which I feared, Know this, you were never to blame, Life was my tormenter And now I have freedom from its clutch..
#freedom#life#pain#death
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Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 3:36 PM UTC
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