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[msbojangles]

going through my old notebook journal, some poems i wrote were so weak some were dumb and silly but its all good.. here is one..(July 2002)

The pain is killing me inside
Death scares me to death
I weep
The sorrow over this,
so repeative
The unknown
What sadness
what anger
I can't control it
It fades though
but then returns
in full force
The phobia of death
please die
I beg of you...
Death, Death,
go away,
dont come back another day.