Fred Chamberlain

Rookie - 0 Points (Jan 21 1993 / Windsor On)

If We Never Met Again - Poem by Fred Chamberlain

i would die
i would never survive

when death come is a cab
it feels like death is at my side
he has stabbed me
and i am waiting to die

i sit and cry in the corner
i am all alone
no one to call me, no one to save me
no one to pull me out of this doom

if we never met again
i would be alone
death has come in a cab
come here and kill me

the pain is gone from my side
it hurts no more, the blade is gone
the wound drains out blood
in fact it is flowing like a river

i just want to say thank you to hime
he has solved my problem
i can't kill my self
so he did it for me
i'll be gone from your sight
i'll be gone from your mind
i'll be gone from your thoughts
and i'll begone for good


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 25, 2010



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