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Ways To Die II - Life Treatening Procedures

by Howard F Farewell

Stupid bitch
How fucking clear do I have to make it?
How many times can I say it?
What more must i do?
Here..take my heart
It's yours
Here..take my mind
I'm thinking about you anyway
Here..take my soul
It lives to be with you
Take...Take...
I have nothing left to give
I'm empty
Tapped out
Stripped of my essence
Sacrificed all for you
The one I love
Stupid bitch
You had one of the greatest gifts in the world
And you threw it all away

01/03/2002

Posted on 01/03/2002
Copyright © 2024 Howard F Farewell

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Karl Waldbauer on 11/01/03 at 05:36 AM

There's nothing like a passionate affair to liven up your life, is there? Excellent poem with glimpses of your soul and heart.

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