Amy Louise Kerswell
My Life Is The End Of Me - Poem by Amy Louise Kerswell
The end of me is near.
Life is telling me so.
Go away your a worhless course.
I no my life has no meaning
Just a lot a pain.
JUst pain and more pain.
Waves of depression came.
Beating me with despair.
Letting me crash against rocks.
Soon will be the end of me.
I've lost the flavor.
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