The last day that came to pass

The last day that came to pass

A Poem by Baby Ricochet

Scratching memories
Put a bullet through my brain
The draped coffin waits

© 2013 Baby Ricochet


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Honest and raw

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you
Haiky or senyru--I don't know. good syllable count. Gloomy concept.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you
*sigh* no words Baby.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Frieda P

11 Years Ago

yeah, The kimmer said it better......
I'm trying to figure out how I should react to this...what I am supposed to say. I could be all philosophical and spout on about how the draped coffin waits for us all, some longer than others...but...that feels...cold. Maybe I should say snap out of it; man up and take your meds and quit your f*****g bitching...but that's not me; not really. I guess, when it comes right down to it, I should just say I don't know what to say, and leave it at that. Because I really don't know what to say. Not here. Not in this stupid box.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Not to worry kimmer. Thank you for the review
KAOlmsted

11 Years Ago

Always, Baby...
This is cutting. It doesn't need another word to tell us an a awful story. A personal story. Thank You:(( :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you
Oh! This is chillingly beautiful! But dont do anything of that sort Baby. We need you around at WC!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Naaa. I'm not the suicidal type. Thank you for the review
Short yet very powerful

Posted 11 Years Ago


Baby Ricochet

11 Years Ago

Thank you

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Baby Ricochet
Baby Ricochet

Tampa, FL



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