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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A time ago, there was a park On Christmas mourning The trees dark brown The snow pale white Peace in the land Glass raised delight From high above Flakes falling down We felt the love Harmonic Sound A time ago I was just a boy Nothing could end The world my toy Joy and warmth my fate would send But that was then, buried in snow, the life I lived a time ago Fast forward ten years My head it hurts, I’m out of tears I’m 18, I've lived enough I tried to swim, the waves were rough I’ve made it through more than 60 seasons I regret it all, I have my reasons I grew and bloomed Time stings a scar Right through the wound I’ve got no one left I do assume What's left for me I’m washed and broke The air is smoke What's left for me The trees are cut Pollution and slow death I was all new Carefree like you But that was of Christmas day ,my cares at bay, the life I lived a time ago Now it’s today It’s august nine, my fates now mine A sunny day The evening sets a shadow all through the land Bottle of pills grasped in my hand Walk right outside, it's almost night I’m at the park, suns almost down The world feels strange , I’m spinning round I fall right down, on this old ground It's not the same there is no snow Just blades of grass, it's time to go I’m rising high up in the sky Where snow came from so long ago Am I at peace? Am I in hell? That is something only time will tell But what I know, is that I died, the place I loved, so long ago
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