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Last Day

Laying there,
quiet, sad.
Feeling bare
making me mad.
Losing love
in thin air.
Flying away is my dove,
with no more care.
Trust is shot away with a gun,
and is now none.
Now my fun
is done.
Betrayal is now here.
Nothing, anymore, can be more near.
Live today, for tomorrow may
be my LAST DAY!

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| Mahek Wazirali | This entry was posted on Thursday, November 2nd, 2006 at 23:20 and is filed under . You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

4 Responses to “Last Day”

  1. jojo says:
    2010/03/19 at 04:18

    i like this poem its very touchy nd insight

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  2. danielle says:
    2010/03/19 at 04:18

    pretty good; i'm gonna say it: are you EMO?

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  3. blake says:
    2010/03/19 at 04:18

    i don’t understand how mehak thinks , what is she a highschool student

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  4. danielle says:
    2010/03/19 at 04:18

    amazhing little rhyme scheme thar, mehak.
    amazhing

    Reply

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