suicideA Poem by Leonard Birch
When I looked into the Abyss,
It parted my lips, And stuck its tongue down my throat. It enveloped my heart, Then it tore it apart, And threw it back into the fire. Now that it's done, Don't be sad that I'm gone, At least I got to pick how it would end. © 2014 Leonard Birch |
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Added on August 13, 2014 Last Updated on August 13, 2014 AuthorLeonard BirchMars Hill, MEAboutBorn on a hill, Raised in the sun, Living just to breathe, Breathing to go on. I'm Leaonard Birch. I'm a Welshman. more..Writing
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