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by BrightBlack Nov 10, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
I must keep on going, Away from my home. It's cold and it's snowing, I've nowhere to go. In circles I walk, Around and around. So cold I can't talk, I fall to the ground. I cannot go on, No matter how hard I try. My lifes almost gone, My last tear I cry. Frozen to death, Alone in the wood. None heard my last breathe. To me that felt good.
by SadKuteAngel
Aww i could totally relate to this.. good poem :)