Life goes on
The sun shines at dawn
We're in a pool of imagination
In a place where we have creation
Life has past
Yet we try to make it last
In a place where there is future
And say sure
Life has the present
We live no peasant
Where the world still spins
We try no sins
In the end life goes on
It can leave you behind
Or bring you along for the ride
In the end we try to survive.
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My Jumping ( failure at suicide )
PoetryIf you like creepypastas read this. Also there are many poems that don't have creepypasta don't worry you'll see them because of the titles. DO NOT COPY MY WORK ALL OF THIS IS FROM MY MIND. Also please give criticism it will help me enhance my poem...
