This life has no meaning My eyes start bleeding A sad disgust A world without trust A love with no lust Cuts open wide Scars I cannot hide I made up a disguise But I'm filthy with lies I'm confused and bruised But the problems start to leave With every cut I can finally breathe
by Gabby Dial
"On The Day That I Die"
On the day that I die
How will the day behave?
Will it be like today
Dark and cloudy and so silent
You can almost hear the leaves
Slowly fall to the ground.
Or will the sun be out
Bright and sunny, all warm and glowing
As if to show to all its glee
That I am at last be gone
Glad in all its morning glory
Nothing more to do with me.
Sonia Reyes
5 August 2000
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