my existence
is full of evil consistence
it is very persistent
pushing with all of my resistance
to be free of the sin that is myself
i'm not normal
i'm a cry for help
but i keeping existing
i keep living
i keep breathing
but inside i'm seething
filled with rage over all i have done
i need to die
so i can become someone
someone clean
with a fresh start
someone a world apart
so won't you please end my cruel existence
and make me a star that glistens
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Mind Heart Soul
PoesíaWhat goes on in my mind. What I feel in my heart. What I experience with my soul.
