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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Lost, broken and soulless am I. When will it be my turn to die? I’ve been waiting in line so patiently but the Grim Reaper doesn’t bother to even look at me. I just wish to be free from this accursed life that’s full of pain and sorrow. Please let there not be another day, let there be no tomorrow. Let the sun not shine upon my face for its precious light it should not waste. And let the moon and stars remain hidden behind the clouds for it is in darkness that my heart should forever dwell. If there is a place called Hell, then please show me the way for my soul yearns for the warmer days. As I sit near a grave that could have been mine I think back to a happier time. When my heart was stolen but not by a thief by someone bold yet soft underneath. He wished to give me a better life, and to save me from the loveless nights. Happiness I felt in his loving gaze, and I fell for him and promises we made. Many good days followed after but then came to our final chapter. I am sad to say there was no happy ever after... “Life isn’t fair” a saying that in my case has proven to be true. Year after year the same sorrow the same tears. Nothing changes, yet nothing stays the same. I have nothing else to live for, as I have nothing else to gain. A life of vain I have come to know, time to give up the chase, time to let go of the hope. Many times I thought I had found happiness but each time it lied just beyond my reach, now my hands no longer reach for it as they are shriveled and stricken with grief. Lost, broken and soulless am I. When will it be my turn to die?
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