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by LKA Aug 29, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Sorry For all i've done, I won't get in your way. and by the time you read this, On my death bed i'll lay. I'm worthless and lonely, So i think this is for the best. I needed to kill myself, and put myself at rest. Not like anyone will care, Or anyone will bother. I do not want a funeral, Don't go the expense. Just chuck me away in the rubbish, You know that it makes sense.
by Sourav
Another good poem! I like the way you write!