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All things in
life
I had known to be true,
now show themselves for what they really are.
A home I had once called
my own
lays dead, decayed.
All realities in which
I had treasured,
lost in a sea
of torment and rage.
Betrayed by a
mother
I thought I had known,
a father,
lost to the grave,
a grave in which I now
ache to sleep
for eternity.
O Heaven, take my
soul,
for I wish not to endure
the pain and sufferings
this corrupt world will bring upon me.
For if I do not die by my own hand,
darkness and despair will surely
envelope me.
by
Tanna Lynn Pekrul - 1995
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