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My Life

I am nothing in this life
but a tool to be used when ever you like
I feel nothing but shame but I only have myself to blame
I feel no happiness, no love only pain
anything I do makes me feel the same
sometimes I don't even feel alive
nothing just dead inside
my heart feels like a block of ice
hard and cold and sometimes too heavy to hold
my soul once so full of life
now is dark and twisted full of spite
my eyes were so warm and kind
now are so empty and blind
each day that passes, makes me feel like I'm losing my mind
I am alone in this world of mine
now death has become a friend of mine
(The End)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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