Mystery
By Nightmare_Evil
I can't live,
But I can't die.
I have no soul.
I have no pride.
There is no sense in knowing,
But I can not stop thinking.
IF there is no point,
Then WHY are we here?
IF I can't cry,
Then WHY do I care?
IF everyone hates me
Then Why don't I just leave?
Can I really find the answers
IF I keep trying?
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Copyright 2003 Nightmare_Evil
Published on Wednesday, May 21, 2003.
Filed under:
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Comments on "Mystery"
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A former member wrote:
Brilliant, yet are there answers to these questions we ask?
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On Thursday, May 22, 2003, blackdarkness
(227) wrote:
Well first of all welcome to dark poetry...great write...but i agree with thooughtlesscreator....tell us why...but i liked it good job
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On Thursday, May 22, 2003, Saint_Reaper
(200) wrote:
i just have one question.......why is there so much pain, its a good write......but why?
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A former member wrote:
Rhyming is the answer... you had me, then you dropped me... Thanks
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On Wednesday, May 21, 2003, silent_screams
(11) wrote:
Yes.