GoneA Poem by AJ.W.A short poem about howto some people life is not worth living.Gone
Cant be there, Dont want to be here, Wishing to die I learned how to fly. I slowly grew wings that held me up high,listening to birds sing sad lullabys. Nightmares took me and I drivted away, till noone could see me, it was better this way.
© 2013 AJ.W.Author's Note
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