For everything there must come a last. A last minute, a last hour, a last day, month, or year. A last drink, a last smoke, a last laugh, a last talk. A last love, heart, hug, kiss or a last rage… Or even the last words written on a page. But the worst last is… Continue reading A Last…
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the end
does anyone care that i’m confined to a chair, no i don’t think so, not even jenny, jon, matt, ryan, casey nor joe, nobody understands my pain, so why can’t they put the needle in my vain, lets end my grief, i can’t wait to become a fragile dead leaf, step on me and hear… Continue reading the end