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A Poem ^.^

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I wrote this a few years ago, just found it :P

It’s the end…

I fall in love,
I fall into fate,
I fall from you,
And I lose both…it’s so sad but so very true.

In the end we all will die,
So why is it that we stay?

Love and pain,
It’s all the same,
Its just one big game,
Except all we can do is lose in the end.

In the end we all will die,
So why is it that we even stay to try?

Broken pieces of my heart just won’t let go,
They stab into my broken soul,
I drown the wounds with my tears,
Only to drown myself with my fears.

In the end we all will die,
So why do we still stay?

I scream out at the sky,
Nobody listens, glancing as they passby.
The pain and emotions tell me I’m alive,
So I weep and cry…I don’t want to survive.

In the end we all will die
So why is it that we even stay to cry?

I can’t leave now, I’m losing track.
Of this thing killing me and holding me back,
In this world, made of lies,
The smallest truth can corrupt many lives,
Even so I still stand, wanting truth and corruption
For the truth prevails where lies always fail,
Drop me now, break my heart, and break my bones.
But please just leave me alone.

It’s the end, I know I have died,
If only on the inside,
I tell you to let go when I cannot.
I’ll hold on and savor this final thought.

Was it a deep depression when I wrote this, used to be a bit on the emo side, but I like poetry.
 
I love it so much and you seems that you wrote it when you was in a really bad situation because i feeled it well.
about the best part i loved is when you said:

I can’t leave now, I’m losing track.
Of this thing killing me and holding me back,
In this world, made of lies,
The smallest truth can corrupt many lives,
Even so I still stand, wanting truth and corruption

For the truth prevails where lies always fail,
Drop me now, break my heart, and break my bones.
But please just leave me alone.

Really true and wonderful , i hope you continue in writeing poems.
 
Poetry is something really different for me, it's just like.. I have never left some time for writing something like that, but I don't think this is bad, neither for 'hippies' or 'bully children'...

It's not easy to write poetry, that's why I appreciate your work, nice Old Greg!
 
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