yes,
i really wanted to kill myself.
snap the rope went.
but, i never thought of using you
as a better excuse to kill myself.
snap the neck went.
i'd rather die than be with you again.
-n.d.
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Poetryhis name is blue. he's color blue. he thinks blue. he feels blue. he's always blue. ©aloeverasie2017
