Christopher Wellbelove
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Close My Eyes

I don't want to see,
Beyond the rotting tree.
For I do not want to believe,
Life will ever leave me.

But then again.

I don't want to face,
Another lonely day.
For I do not want to live,
If this way of life,
Is the only way.

But then again.

Christopher Wellbelove
31 December 1988



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