Sometimes, I feel like my life its like a game and I have several lives.
Each time I kill myself,
Its like a game over and I must born again to live the same kind of events,
Being hurt the same way and hoping not to kill myself again.
Then dying from a natural death would be like wining the game and maybe I would access heaven or something like that.
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Peoms; A Life
PoetryPoetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words .
