he visited me that night,
i was nervous with fright
for what i was about to do
would very much change his life
he sat at the table
happy as i could see
and for almost the whole time
he was looking at me
i went to the kitchen
to fix our drinks
i poured in the wine
and then i think
i put poisin in one
none in the other
i set them on the table
then we talked to each other
we made a toast
"till death do us part"
it made me so sad
to break his innocent heart
we drank our wine
after the toast
he said "i love you"
and i fell from the dine.
he comes to see me
but doesnt know why i died
i kept in what i thought
for he would've denied
what i wanted to say is:
"you deserve much better than this"
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Speaking Without a Mouth (Poetry Collection)
Şiirthis is a collection of poems reaching all the way back to August 2007, slowly but surely i'm adding them all in. NOTE: they are in reverse chronological order. also, not yet completely edited.