#1
Sometimes.
Noone’s.
Can hear.
Your suffering soul.

Heard.
Bells.
Chiming into.
My ears they’re.
Ringing through, out into nothingness.

Blank.
Abyss.
Chanting softly.
My deaths wish.
Wishes never come true sometime.

Noone.
Hearing.
Suffering of emotions.
Suffering of your lost soul.

Noone’s.
Heard.
Anymore, Nevermore.
Post-apocalyptic state.
Of minds and bodies fear:

Death.
Noone’s .
Left alive.
No more life.
Inside of me to live.

Why?
Why?
Must I?
Can I really?
Do it the lost say.
Inside.
Me.
Suicide.
Doing it, shooting it, the end of it
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Kinda just came to me when I was wagging maths class.
Spruced it up a bit when I got home. Never really learned/read much peomes.
My first one, see what you think.
C4C
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Last edited by Shredoftheday at Feb 26, 2009,