Death seems like an easy way out,
Not a reason to scream and shout.
If someone told me I'm dying soon,
I will be the happiest loon.
I'll finally have an excuse,
To drop everything I've always wanted to refuse.
I'll finally have a reason,
To speed up everything I left undone.
I'll finally have the time,
To finish all the stories
That I left untold.
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Just Another Girl ~ a collection of my personal thoughts (poems)
PoesíaWhat the title says.
