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Author: Anaita
Fiction Rated: K - English - Angst/General - Reviews: 9 - Published: 10-22-02 - Updated: 10-22-02 - id:1026123
Something i wrote in I.T. class cos i had nothing else to do. Note: Your comments and feedback would be greatly appreciated and adored. Thanx for reading!!

Life sucks, but you can not escape from it;
Life hurts, but there is no medicine for it;
You can run from it but you can not hide;
You can swallow your fears but not your pride;
You can sit all night and cry silent tears;
But who will be there to comfort your fears.

You come alone, you leave alone;
You havn't been born yet that you are gone;
There's so much to hide yet nothing to show;
You can only sit back and let life flow;
There's death everywhere, that's a fact;
Some crave it but some fear tha Grim Reaper's pact.

But how can anyone understand the truth?
It's merely a joke to me and you;
When you feel the hurt, the angst, the pain;
You realize then how much you have been drained;
There's depression and misery everywhere;
Wher ever you glance, you'll find it there.

And when you are lying in your cold grave;
You are frightened but you are trying to be brave;
At the end there'll be nothing but void and dark;
You know you'll become one of them when you hear the soulless spirits bark.



© Copyright 2002 Anaita (FictionPress ID:246368).


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