January 22, 2010
By Anonymous

I look in the sky and see that it's black,
It has rained ever since that tragic day,
Ever since my addiction to crack,
I have absolutely nothing to say,
I sit up in bed while her picture twirled,
through my mind while I lean over and cry,
I add up to nothing in this small world,
When there's silent times I just want to die,
I have no friends and no one to talk to,
Ever since my woman got up and left,
I might as well begin my walk to,
The long hallway of the valley of death,
I sit silently, to myself I say,
I dont deserve to live another day.

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