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To Live is to Die
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To Live is to Die |
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trevorskogsbergh Member
since 2000-02-03
Posts 129South Pasadena, CA 
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My life already gone From playing with dispair Living no longer an option Damaged beyond repair The coldness of winter And fire glowing low Never have I felt so little warmth From a world I no longer know Struggling as I am Trying to survive Why am I still here? Why am I alive? My head just above water Gasping deperately for air I never thought it would be like this My life it isn't fair This season of emmotions Like winds, they rise and fall Death creeping slowly towards me Steadily and at a crawl Speaking only with my eyes A glaze of hazel mess A lonely life in which I lead My sins I can't confess A shining moon above the trees The glowing angels dance Watching all the shooting stars Giving life one more chance Better to die, and sleep |
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SpitFire Member Elite
since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396 |
~Thank you moon and thank you trees. And thank you Trevorskogsbergh for sharing this hard (heart) hitting poem. *Peace. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
life is a struggle but half the fun is getting to where you want to be...nice poem and I can relate well to it. The title caught me and the rest held me. |
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