If I Cant Die, Why Even Try Poem by Blanche Hardin

If I Cant Die, Why Even Try



Even Though I Try,
I Never Seem To Die.
Even A Stake Couldnt Puncture My Cold Heart,
But This Agony Seems To Slowly Tear It Apart.
For A Lifeless Life Of Relentless Pain,
Is A Life Full Of Life Long Regret And Shame.

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Blanche Hardin

Blanche Hardin

Bakersfield, California
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