GoneA Poem by Kristin
I want you to break me
Shake me Don't try to fake me Don't even wake me I want you to kill me Don't know where I will be I need another pill see Hope I don't wake up still me Maybe this'll help me pass out Hope I can't feel anythig and black out After all this I won't back out I keep hearing all these wack shouts Perfect Breaking Broken Gone © 2012 Kristin |
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