you said 'goodnight' and I said 'goodbye'
you didn't notice that I planned to die
liquid suicide ran down my wrist
free from the clutches of life's cruel fist
YOU ARE READING
A Little Thing Called Death
Poesíai won't explain many of these. they are for you to work out and they'll probably mean something different to everyone. (i own these poems) ((FINISHED.))
don't tell them
you said 'goodnight' and I said 'goodbye'
you didn't notice that I planned to die
liquid suicide ran down my wrist
free from the clutches of life's cruel fist
