My Death

by Variance Severin Knight   Feb 23, 2006



If this be read then I might be dead or lost,
Which ever, I don’t care anymore,
What is life without my dad?
My soul has quite a cost,
Even though I’m nice to the core,
But sometimes it makes me mad.

Why did this happen to me?
Why did they have to take a child?
What was their purpose with that?
By myself if I could be,
I am nothing more then a pup that is mild,
Right now, I’d rather be a cat.

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