no nerve to serve a purpose®
Can't find the sun
it stopped shining for me,
the stars gone every single one
ahead darkness plainly see.
I think people have forgot i'm here
but then i'm useless anyway,
oh let the angel of final death appear
can't make it another day.
I keep hearing
those 2 words he died,
when it was hope the doctor should bring
that he was holding on in that room inside.
I went back to see him
so still he lay there,
a tickle didn't wake Precious Faron
it was and is too much to bear.
I so wanted to bring him home
and nurse him back to health,
instead i came back all alone
without my greatest wealth.
The food i buy and eat anymore
is just a waste,
i'm not worth keeping around for sure
somebody worthy could be here placed.
Placed to make the world glad
that they're here in it,
all i do is bring bad
from where i sit.
There's got to be an answer
some way i can end all this,
hopefully soon to me it will occur
a foolproof plan that just can't miss!!!!
Copyright© 2012
Sally
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