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Rated: E · Poetry · Death · #1964104
Sadness and loneliness pay it's toll on everyone sometimes.
Sitting with the quietness
Alone and wondering about the darkness
Minds tumbling with very little distractions
Desperate desires of no longer suffering
Responsibilities will be no more
Life Itself has become such a bore
Disappointments in others and one's self
Believing it's time to be put on a shelf
Quietness and a calming will now be the norm
Now having the ability to weather the next unknown storm
Believing it will be a restful and peaceful time
Waiting to hear the bells last chime
Knowing eternity is never ending
Death is stone cold and always pending
Having to put thoughts on hold
Answers to questions of old
Appearing without warning
Coming to you at night or in the morning
Selfish and Petty are these thoughts
Suffering is part of life's droughts
Rain eventually makes its presents
Once answers are known
Walking backwards in time is not an acceptance
Final is what will leave you to moan JW 11-22-13
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