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Jul 07, 2007
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Final Goodbye
He lays in bed
With sadistic thoughts in his head
He looks to the left
Then to the right
His eyes stop on the gun and the knife
Wondering which one will take his life tonight
The black walls make him scream
Its all closeing in on him
Makeing it hard to breathe
No longer does he wish to see
He can’t handle the pain and blame to this degree
Just one more pill and he’ll be free
His soul is his final resting fee
He can’t stop the tears running down his face
He feels as if life is just a big disgrace
He said his final goodbye
To this so called life
No one will ever understand truely why
We all know he was a good guy
So we play songs for him on the other side
You will always be remembered
So in our eyes you never really die
— poet_inside, Jul 07, 2007
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