Day After DayA Poem by chiyonatsuA poem about suicide I wrote for a contest, but I'd still like critique and reviews. <3
Day after day
And hour after hour I hear their voices It turns me sour. Throw the paper at my head. Stick the gum within my hair. Go ahead, I don't mind. You'll be who I think of when I die. One day too many Go home quick. Write the note, make it stick. Pray a prayer, and hold on tight. I won't see the morning light. Find the rope, and hang me up. No surprise, you don't show up. Mother, Father, please don't cry. I am now where the angels fly. Mother, Father, please don't worry. Love doesn't matter when you die in a hurry. © 2011 chiyonatsuAuthor's Note
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Added on December 29, 2011 Last Updated on December 29, 2011 AuthorchiyonatsuINAboutmy name is chi. i like to write. i'm not on all the time, usually just when i feel like writing/have stuff i need to put on here. but i'll try and chat when i can, if you wish. c: more..Writing
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