Never Existed

When I think of how I die
No family or friends
I start to cry
It is very sad
And it makes me mad
I cannot stay
But I have to say
This horrible truth
In some weird way
No more blue skies
No more green grass
Even the time will not pass
Where am I now
This is what you ask
I am in the nether realm
And I have no past...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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