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The Day
Contributed by
poet_of_anger
on
Monday, 28th August 2006 @ 06:33:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
SadPoetry
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My friends They ask if I'm ok I shrug I say it's all the same Would you believe me if I said I'm sad Would you believe that I've never been glad
But I've never cried Never tried to die But there's nothing so lovely as the word suicide
My friends I know that this must end If only The rough patches would mend Would you believe me if I said I've tried To put the rough patches in my life behind
But I've never cried Never tried to die But there's nothing so lovely as the word suicide
My friends The time I think has come The joys In this life have not shown up Would you believe me if I said goodbye After all the times I've jokingly lied
But I've never cried Never tried to die But there's nothing so lovely as the word suicide But I've never cried Never tried to die Until the day I took my life
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2006-08-28 18:33:37] (Date/Time posted on
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