Death can be a relieving expierence.
It relieves us all of petty emotions.
Death is a mother that is always behind you ready to help you when you fall.
I fallen to the gun and laid down on the grass.
I felt cold hands pick me up and looked upon mother death.
Nobody has ever heard from me again.
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Poems
PoetryThis is some of my poetry mostly about depression and some other things. Just a warning. I am not familiar with poetry and I have no idea what I am doing; Please don't be surprised if some are bad.
