PEACE
Darkness clouds my weary mind
This world has not been kind
Teased by moments of happiness and glee
Moments in time just to tease me
Living in deep dispair
In my mind no one cares
Morbid are the thoughts I think
Death, I am on the brink
I only seek eternal bliss
One bullet, one gun, can end all this
This poem was written by Mars Davis Sr on Nov 04, 2007.
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