Best Fatalistic Poems

Maybe it was too much punk.
Maybe it was hating school.
 Could have  been the loosing bets; right to think it was the bitter pills…
 Here I am far past the storm.
No longer wishing I wasn't born.
Head above water but not in the sky.
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He shot me into the darkness for 
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