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Muted Voice
Hello simple good bye.The day started off nice; the simple breeze running through my hair and the whiff of the autumn scent filling in with many different scents. The pumpkin scent, fresh grilled corn of the grill, and the view of family and friends. But yet my family seems so far away, something and someone that I cant find. Its hard to continue with many but I guess I will never reach it until time reaches. The sight of families together makes me feel furious, disturbed, and emotional.It reminds me of my real family, the one that I loved and the one that was there.Some moments in my life cant change, but I know some will when I'm ready to make that final step. I wish they were here, instead of imaginative, instead of a spirit. The loneliness has caught up with me and my soul. Why is it so far away? Why do some never change? Why is life always the punishment for happiness?
Everything had left from my grasp and the only thing that had survivived was...NOTHING
Don't let me go...
Lost and afraid in darkness and sunshine
I will never know why
My voice is muted no matter how much i strain and force my voice to speak
You had already watched me go
Drowning and drowned in a bottomless lifeless pitt of nothing
My voice is no longer being strained
Your voice had spoken: You fool...
Over and over again
I said good-bye
You watched my go
You watched me die
You said:A good-bye would have been nice,but not a simple glimpse
I said: You fool... I am not there
Its too late
Too late for anything
To be changed and morphed into something I will never go back to
I do not forgive and never will
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