
What if I die tomorrow? What if you die tomorrow? We're all heading to ruin; some of us faster than others. They don't know it, but that's what I think. Because I'm paranoid. I'm Ferus.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 135 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 06-13-10 - Status: Complete - id: 6048456
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Just Paranoid
What if I die tomorrow?
Master, what if you die tomorrow?
Master, I know I can't fear death
But the lives we live
Are breaking, crumbling
There's so much bad,
It's dark, dark, dark...
How can I sleep?
I need to be
The best ever.
Lives depend on it
It's all so real
And it's staring us face.
Why don't they panic?
Why don't they riot?
We're falling apart!
I can try to breathe easy
But the feeling never fades
I want to be left alone
I don't want to be helped through this
For I fear this,
And I know it
It's all growing, that... dark.
Ever since that Skywalker kid,
It's been dark.
But I'm Ferus.
I'm Paranoid.
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