When I look in the mirror I see peace and love
But then I also see the other side of love
Covered in red and riddled with resentment
I wonder as whine
I whine as I wander
Without the realities of satisfaction
Anger is my passion that left me abandoned
Straight from the cradle to the grave
I cry as I try to no avail
In the aftermath of my death
And the travesty of my life
I cry no tears I see no years
Life is gone
Life is done
Without a whisper or whine
My life was taken
just as it began
Quick, easy
1 . 2.. 3
in and out, roll over and Im done
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