Twisted

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    Twisted

    I can not tell a lie about the tears they'll cry if i die .Some may cry 'but others may sigh,therfore i cannot tell a lie. It'll be quick as lightning,just so I can't rewind my mind about the way to die.
    I ask for nothing from no one ,to only receive everything.So many emotions riping threw my body as a sewing machine to cotton, wishing to be forgotten. I only succed in failure & that is not a lie, so why shouldn't i die?
    No one loves me but ,my kids are the ones who help my blood to still flow through me, & let me stay alive.The pain & agony of being a live makes me so much closer taking the big dive,I cannot tell a lie.
    Not knowing my purpose in life only keeps me inraged , I cannot tell a lie.Who am I? I ask my self so many times to only get no answer,only tears i cry, I canot tell a lie.
    Tired of trying,only thinking about dying & just to stop the crying & that is not a lie ,but how shall i die??

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    sacret commented on Twisted

    02-19-2009

    not to drfine our purpose in life. just to instruct our peace./sacret

    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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