Stop. Rewind. Play.

Stop. Rewind. Play.

A Poem by The Devil's Own B***h

Press rewind,

Take me back to that moment.

I need to know

What would’ve happened

If this had been said;

What would’ve happened

If that had been done.

Play it back,

Let’s see it another time.

Stop.

Rewind.

Play it

And replay it over again.

Again and again

Until everything it was

Is no more…

 

Copyright©JosieWentzel17October2008

 

 

© 2008 The Devil's Own B***h


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The Devil's Own B***h
The Devil's Own B***h

Roodepoort, South Africa



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My name is Josie and I am what people term 'weird'. I love my poetry; reading; writing; and being miserable. I know, that sounds odd, but misery is what I know and enjoy most in life. It's been a b.. more..

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