Just Kill Me

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    Just Kill Me

    I don't know what to do,
    I'm trying to get my brain pumping so I can think about you.

    I am so confused,
    So under amused.

    I would say god help me,
    But after this, go fuck a tree.

    I use to look up to god for everything,
    Now fuck it, I don't care about nothing.

    I am not scared of death,
    Let me just hold my breath.

    Ever second that goes by,
    Is another second i can die.

    Just strike me dead,
    Or put me between bread,
    And eat me alive,
    Hopefully i wont survive.

    I don't care, I don't care,
    This is way to much to bare.

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    LadyIntellect commented on Just Kill Me

    04-13-2009

    Nice,this is a good poem

    Footprints2002 commented on Just Kill Me

    04-13-2009

    Benn there good read nad write

    To have great poets there must be great audiences too.

    Walt Whitman, American Poet (1819-1892)

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