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Slowly Dying

As I lay here
 Agony clawing
Flowing tears
 I am bawling.

Crying over fate
 Over my rotten luck
Cursing this last mate
 Knowing I'm a schmuck.

Wishing I was better
 Wishing I was smart
Yet this pain does fetter
 And stays in my heart.

Can I be the same?
 No nothing can be
As life is not a game
 But this is just me.

Always fighting
 Always trying
Always writing
 Slowly dying.

Copyright © Kristy De La Keur Scoville | Year Posted 2009

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Faraz Ajmal Date: 3/13/2018 12:53:00 AM A beautifully written poem, this is what life is, the moment we are born, it start to feed us, slowly slowly and the problem is that we don t even realize that we are coming one step closer to death, eventually we dies and on most occasionfail to complete only one task that s toearn our salvation, to do righteous deeds, good luck and yeah I also hafe a similar poem, the last pray of a dyig person, I ll really appreciate if you could find time to reas it and let me know how it is Login to Reply

Aleera De La Keur Date: 11/28/2009 12:40:00 PM Evil, Evil, Evil, you are beautifully evil and wonderful, never forget that love muffin :) and we love you forever and ever and ever Love Wicked and Demented Login to Reply

James Fraser Date: 11/27/2009 7:36:00 PM My thoughts are with you Kristy with the beautiful name >> James Login to Reply