Death Poem by angel janes

Death

Rating: 5.0


thoughts of death
swirled through his head
no one would care if he died
the dark dungeon of despair
the monster, depression had him trapped in his lair
with little light shining through
with the gun to his head
he said his good byes
sad and lonely is how he dies

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