scaredA Poem by 2kurupt ebas i seat in deep thought i think of death my death i get scared as i seat thinking of death what was the point will any body miss me if i died i get scared does the world goes on if i died and everbody who knew me died did i really exist if the planted died what was the point of living i get scared © 2010 2kurupt eb |
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