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Cowards, all of them
they assume the worst
nothing in their existence
so to give up a future
A fickle fate
is what they created
a death destined to happen
due to wishes of the raw
Forgotten times of pain
thoughts of morbid desires
requesting death with a hasty hand
every one has fears of isolation
Your words hurts the souls that care
a thought so tragic
of a mind mistaken of your fate
surrendering a life not yet lead
I like this one...I sense hatred in this one I think...but I think it explains some feelings that I too myself might have.