She lays
back,
On the bed
she spent all
her suicidal
life on.
She looks
at the dark
sky and think,
Why won't you
let me go?,
I'm tired,
I don't wanna
be here no more.
She says
to herself,
They should have
realized by now,
Why aren't they
doing nothing ?
But then
again,
They'll get
fooled,
They'll come
and see the illiusion
set up,
And not the danger inside.
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Love & Hate
PoésieLove and Hate; things/people you love and things/people you hate; Everyday life, different things and they need to be written about so.. here goes P.S: you have things for me to write about just message me and it'll be done COPYRIGHT (C) 2014 This_I...
