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| Why am I afraid to move on In this lonely life And why am I unsure Of wanting to survive Why are my thoughts of Eternal sleep all so real And why does life after death Have so much appeal Why is my mind being tortured And why am I going insane Why is it no others fault And why is there no other to blame |
| (c) July of 1988 |
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| Warning: This poem deals with suicidal thoughts... If that sort of thing bothers you go no further |