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I cannot feel,
I cannot see,
I cannot hear,
I cannot plea.

Your ways have killed me,
I am dead.
“May she rest in peace,”
Says the stone above my head.

If I were still here,
Dying but unable to flea,
I would be on my knees,
Begging my last plea.

Our love is lost.
I knew it would never last.
No more abuse,
No more being harassed.

I cannot feel,
I cannot see,
I cannot hear,
I cannot plea.
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:iconteamjacob:
Wow , its very depressing , but beautifull all the same , you really are a great writer. :)

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Thank you very much.... I seem to only be able to write depressing poems though... :( lol!

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