Over

by somethinglikethat   Aug 6, 2008


A cry, a scream, a yell, a shout.
i try, i try, but nothing comes out.

i fall to the ground,
for my life is gone.

complaining of exhaustion,
no worries now, forever asleep without disturbance.

nothing to worry about,
a nuisance forgotten.

no longer a brat, no longer a bother.
for this life is over.

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