Not Just Me - Poem by Ryan Tank
My life is over my pain exceeds death rains red as life pours from my veins dreaming of you wont solve a thing life is death so let me dream my hate is bottled and letting loose upon myself I have my noose my blade in hand my gun in holst my life is over let me be the most of me and me and they only I cry Only I am plauged to live a life of hurt and pain only me only me white is never there only black and red is visible death is sweet your actions cannot change my feelings I hope you are happy you have done this to me its my love and your intimacy for another man stood between and you let not him go so now its you and your king be happy with him its your final choice I leave now with this solemn voice Its over for us and not us but me so live and breathe and be happy for your life holds many a surprise mine holds pain and ultimate demise I cry for me but not for me because only pain escapes these eyes......
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