Death

by Fifi   Feb 12, 2007


Digging a pit,
Getting deeper and deeper.
Hiding from friends,
Feeling weaker and weaker!
Curling up small,
Crouching lower and lower.
Fading away,
Growing slower and slower!
Better take care,
'Cause I'll not last much longer.
Killing myself,
I am stronger, much stronger!
And when I am dead,
And my spirit is gone.
They'll all want me back,
They'll no longer be one.
So I'm telling you now,
You'd better beware.
Before it's too late,
And you stand and stare!
It might sound stupid,
What I'm about to do.
I'm doing it now,
Before you do!
So if you get this,
Take my advice;
Life's not worth living,
If it isn't nice.
Don't be sorry,
For what you've done.
In my opinion, I have won!

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