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Ashes To Ashes, Dust to DustCategory: poems
Wednesday, 4 July 2007
08:07:38 PM (GMT)
I'm sitting in this box,
now laying in the ground,
everyone is crying,
and no one made a sound.

They wish they'd be nicer ,
when I was alive,
some would just thing,
why didn't I survive.

They come into a room,
when I was not dead,
saw that I had cut to deep,
while i was on their bed.

I was screeming in agaony,
and they didn't hear my cry,
they had just left me there,
waiting for me to die.

They just didn't want me,
they just didn't care,
They didn't even comfort me,
My last moments there.

I now laying in a box,
at once they all had cussed,
"Ashes to F***ing ashes,
Dust to F***ing dust!"

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