Abscent From Existence

 This pressure is unfair, but I treasure the despair... Nobody cares, none of you were there... Sympathy is ending, in me something is missing & I'm wishing for a new beginning...

 So deceiving but I'm sleeping with demons, I've got secrets with no meanings... Without a consistent hint of innocence, it feels brilliant to live Abscent From Existence...

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Date: 12/10/2017 3:21:00 PM
Very deep... you need to find a wau to rid those demons..
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Roger Byrd
Date: 12/10/2017 10:45:00 PM
Oh I really not like this in real life, I just enjoy this type of writing. My mothers maiden name is Poe so may be apart of the greatest Poets of all time... Thanks for reading my Poetry though
Date: 12/7/2017 1:05:00 AM
A doleful muse poem expressed swell. Super rhyming i like that. Thumbs up. Plz do comment review my latest poem too.
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