The end of life itself

by x3X TwiTch X3x   Nov 23, 2005


*All is well in the game of life
but why does it feel like I fell.
When thimgs go bad
you take your soul and sell

*You turned to drugs
to get away
My only wish is that
I could have stayed.

*So as I write this
I pray
Only for your own happiness
I could care less about my day.

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