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by Hidden Feelings within these Words Jan 27, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Down I begin to count, Countdown to my leave out. Out of this very life, Leaving behind my sinful strife. Maybe I will later see, My friends and family. I wish there was another way, So instead, I could prolong my stay. But I'm afraid theres not, At least thats not what I've been taught. My mind merely sinks, After every time I think. Counting down my leave, Its so hard to believe. Down I continue to count, While I so loudly shout. I will soon be out of here, Will anyone care? Or shed a tear? I doubt not, but thats alright. I'll soon be out of your sight!December 10, 2008