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This poem is about how a depressed man thinks of death. |
| I’m gonna run for miles But never make it I’ll keep tryin’ hard Always fakin’ I might as well give up How can I do it? It always makes me shiver I will never, ever fit Never gonna reach that river I have to admit I’m drownin’ in my tears Into a bottomless pit How will I ever go on? I gotta quit The war is hard and I am tired Will I ever hit… The end of my life Like lickety split Never gonna reach that river The coldness finally bit |