Die In My Sleep Poem by tiyler durden
Die In My Sleep
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Sometimes I whish I could die in my sleep
Every day trying to keep
This stupid charade up
Drinking from the cup
of life every day
when I whish I could just go away
Death seem a gift to me
all I seem to live is misery
I have no idea what keeps me alive
I just seem to survive
This endless pain called life
that gives me trouble and strife
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5/4/2024 3:04:00 AM # 1.0.0.1119
the drink in the cup of life can be sweet, if you change yourself i wished i could use my time better, because it is precious.