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Lonesome

We are all born with a fear of death. It is only later, as we grow older, that we learn there are greater things to fear.,

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sara

Date:

06 August 2006

Author:

Twist

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Lonesome

A crash, a shattered plate upon the floor.
"Get out! Away! I said I need my space. "
"Please wait! "I shouted as she slammed the door.
I sulk away, tears streaming down my face.
Oh pointless life, I've lost my one true friend
and feel as though I am no longer sane.
I can't deny this is the final end,
and know that I cannot endure the pain.
I'll fall away, and hide inside my head,
or lose myself inside the skies above.
I'll climb the steps, up to the gravel bed.
I can't go on because I've lost my one true love.
It's cold, I'm still, my likeness cast in stone.
I'm perched, up high, afraid I'll die alone.

-Twist -

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