NothingA Poem by The_emo_kidThe days are melding together, I don't know what's real. How can I exist, when all seems surreal? Life isn't funny, life isn't fair. How can we know this, if life isn't there? Why are we here? What is it all for? If you have lived your life, to the fullest extent. Can you look back and tell us, what the hell it all meant?
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Added on July 18, 2010 Last Updated on July 18, 2010 |