Day by DayA Poem by what-the-frick
One day, I'll stop fantasizing about that last breath.
Stop memorizing my last Sentence that I say to you. I'll stop lying. Crying. Loathing. One day, I'll stop feeling. One day, I'll stop ... existing. One day, you'll miss me. But that day, Will be one day ... too late. © 2012 what-the-frick |
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Added on September 14, 2011 Last Updated on October 2, 2012 Author
what-the-frickAstoria & Ever After, OHAboutI'm hypersensitive. I feel emotional over things that don't hold substance. You can break my heart with just a look. I don't give up without a fight. My life is a soundtrack. But pay attention, the mu.. more..Writing
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