*~*Sadness, Sickness, Leave Me~*~

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Sadness creeping into skin
coursing through my veins.
I’m sick of living,
sick of playing games.

Sick of lying,
sick of dieing.
Tired of waiting,
for death to take me.

And so here I am,
waiting in the dark.
And there you are,
watching for my life to spark.

I’m sorry to say,
that it wont do good,
so why don’t you leave,
And leave me like you should.

By Dream Hunter
Published: 9/21/2007

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