Under my skin

Under my skin

A Poem by andrew mitchell
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may have already written this, I find notes everywhere!

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Under my skin
Under my skin
behind closed doors,
what I feared......
Death!
But what I feared most,
robbed of time,
Living.

© 2016 andrew mitchell


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I don't fear death, only suffering. Life is only worth living when you're not in constant pain. I believe this is all there is to it anyway. :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


andrew mitchell

9 Years Ago

Thank you lynn I do only because of my kids!

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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

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