When its time to go,
to part your soul,
to explore the life beyond,
you may skip a beat,
you may slip a stair.
Pushed to a state of utter despair,
when failure becomes your
tumbling stone of frustration
When abondonment is all that
You remember that happened to you.
when happy times seem all bygone
When dying seems easier than living.
When a cup of poison is sweeter
than a pint of treason.
When the question becomes to live or to die!!!
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2 comments:
hey sis... dat was really a very creative poem.. keep posting things lyk dat...
pretty hard stuff girl . . . didnt knw u had all tht in u . . Gooooooooood !! :-D
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