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When Life Doesn't Matter
written by AthiestAnarchist11:44 PM 1/25/05Fuck this
I don't care
I'm sick of writing about pain
I don't care, I won't ever gain
It's not worth fighting these battles I will never win
It's not worth believing in sin
You live and then you die
You don't know if you come back or not
All we know is that we always get cought
Nobody can escape death
It's comming sooner or later if we want it to or not
It doesn't matter what you've got
There is always someone stronger
There is always that other person who you want to last longer
Hold on to what you can
Life isn't anyone's biggest fan
Looking through my windows into the negitivity I present myself with
I stick myself into this undieing myth
Never knowing what to do or where to turn
I pour the wax on my arm, it burns
Pain, is it an escape or just anger?
Are we really in any danger?
Does any of it really matter in the end?
We will always die again
I won't remember, neither will you
Go to heavn or hell...what to choose?
Think about the dark and light
It's only tongight
When Life doesn't matter
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Author's footnotes and comments on this Poem:
I have no idea what that was about, it just came to mind so I wrote it...
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