Random poems I've made

Death looks better on you than life ever did.

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I don't know what they want.
They just watch.
Their eyes are always on me,
With a glare that's rather harsh.
I feel as if I am wandering mindlessly,
Oblivious to my fate.
It calls out for my demise,
With that look I oh so hate.
I wish I could escape my horrors so easily,
It seems so free and wild.
I hate being who I am.
It's a shame to not still be a child.
I take comfort in it's emptiness,
And how easily it forgets it's troubles.
Death looks better on you than life ever did.
I envy your peace.

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