September 23, 2010
By Anonymous

In the begining everything is new
But as it moves on it becomes hell to you
With no where to turn
And no one to turn to
It begins to cross your mind
Why you were made you
The hurt and the pain
You have faced throughout life
The sadness and guilt
That came around more than twice
All that is left
Is that bill in your hand
That cost you your life
And an ending that never ends right

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