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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Death · #1665147
A rant or something to that effect about death.
Here I am at the end of my line
Nothing left on my horizon
I’m about to die
But will It work?
Will I stay dead?
No one has killed me yet.
Constant attempts
And constant fails
Annoy me
Every time I die
I always come back
No matter what I want
I just want to close my eyes
Never to open them again.
Never to make it back.
Never to get back up ,
And smile
And laugh
And say “That’s all?”
Here I am at the end of my line
Nothing left on my horizon
What will happen when I die?
What will if I don’t get back up?
Will people cry?
I say let it happen
Lets see if I can get back up one last time
Lets see if I can smile and laugh and say “that’s all?”
Just one more time

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