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Poetry Instead of Suicide

Poetry; Silence; Who wants violence? Dark dreams; Evil screams, Hold on strong, The fight is nearly gone, Fighting to breathe, Fighting to see, It's hard to believe this is me, I never saw myself falling to the blade, But in the end this is how I'm paid, Suffering from tears, Torn from fears, All I know is that, I'm not sure why I'm here, Told to live, But living a lie, Stuck in a place where everyone wants me to die, Hurt and confused, Broken and bruised, Not sure what to do, But i Will fight till I can't move, This is what I must do,

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Date: 7/25/2014 5:21:00 AM
I felt it
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Date: 7/8/2014 3:53:00 PM
This seems so hopeless and full of despair but there is always hope...well written yet, Deb
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DaQuan Bowrin
Date: 7/25/2014 8:28:00 AM
thank you