Counting. The. Ways.

Counting. The. Ways.

A Poem by Sunflower

Counting the ways,
Been thinking of it for days...

How long until they see,
The monster that is controlling me...

It is too late to save me now,
It is way too f*****g late...

It is too late to save me now,
From myself, I will drown...

© 2013 Sunflower


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Added on March 22, 2013
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Sunflower
Sunflower

Kendallville, IN



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