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Lonely surrounds me,
Shadows around me,
Crows are cheering,
But no one is there,
Mindless wonder of things in the past,
If I could die would it be worth it,
To just slip off the edge of this pitiful place,
Into a sleep of mangled embrace,
If seeing is believing,
Then my sight has failed me,
Because I no longer see the good in life,
And if this life has nothing left for me,
Then I wish to no longer be haunted by it,
So if you please just leave me be!
Copyright © Amber Bradshaw | Year Posted 2007
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