Austin fryer

Dying Day - Poem by Austin fryer

Cold as stone
Break my bones
Scarring my arms
Finding my piece in time
In the barracades in time
I will not left you save
what isn't worth saving

Stealing all my light
Spreading my mind
Why won't i die..
If i can't even cry..

I lie in missery...
feeling my pulse through my veins..
What is left of my mind...
but broken loves
and crying eyes..

When i say my goodbyes
I still not cry
Upon the day i die.....

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 2, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, October 12, 2009

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