Good Friday

Good Friday

A Poem by Laura Ex

I can feel it running through my body
This distinctive dread
My blood runs cold
I’m waiting for the breakdown
Exactly one year
One year from this day
My lying to you took over
And you don’t even know that
I do
I do
I still do
I harm
I hurt
I told you I quit
But I’m addicted
So hate me
And send me…
Please send me away
 

© 2009 Laura Ex


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Laura Ex
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