There's so many months it could be
May it be January or February
But it didn't matter for any
Instead, it just mattered for meIt was ten, switch the numbers places
It will be one, just like how many attempts I did
I don't remember all the special places
But I do remember what I didI was about to erase that month
By erasing the owner of the month
But then something woke me up that shit
I still remember the knife that it almost hitWhat if I didn't get the consciousness?
Will October be this special this year?
What if I did take my own life away?
Will this year eventually be forgotten?I always end up in crisis
I once think it's the curse of being born
But if I'm gone, my laugh is what my friends will miss
If I'm gone, I might just fall into the arms of thornsTale as old as times
Hell as cruel as guys
Untold secrets are the darkest
My wrists and neck once protestedI was the lucky one
Hopefully for long
I will be the lucky one
For more longings longOctober's the lucky one
I don't know why, but for me, it's the one
I'm the lucky one
Having just won
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SO LONG, EDIMAR
Poetry'SO LONG, EDIMAR' is the sixth Anthology by an author known by the pen name of Kieth, released on June 1, 2024. 'SO LONG, EDIMAR' consists of 35 poems. The whole anthology basically tackles the transition between being so serious at relationships to...