Gina Glaser Poems

living costantly
dieing slowly
reaching the end
slowly killing my soul
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Darkness is near
spaces are closing
i cant breathe no more
the bell rings
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to runaway to fill this pain
hate'in every day to hate it in every way
to fill this every day
to deal with memoires
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she sits there in the corner of her room crying
with blood on the wall
echos of the painful srceams
that night a part of her died
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dirt falls on my coffin
I scream
I am still alive
how can this be
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to see the world a different way
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