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Haunt.
Contributed by
marlenarawrxd
on
Sunday, 3rd April 2011 @ 09:10:53 PM in AEST
Topic:
LostLove
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Dying isn't an option, at least that's what they say,
And yet I wonder if you'd be bothered as I slowly rot and decay.
Until then I sit and ponder where I should really be,
In the hospital or six feet under, it's clear that home is not the place for me.
This is all your fault,
You've really done it now.
They all want me to be happy, but how? Tell me how.
Just up my medication, and we'll hope for the best,
But in the end, you're the only thing that could stop this pain in my chest.
I hope you're happy dear, I really, truly do,
Because lord knows when I die, I plan on haunting you.
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2011-04-03 21:10:53]
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Re: Haunt.
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by NightOwl61 on
Sunday, 3rd April 2011 @ 10:33:43 PM AEST
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| Love the humor. Not enough of that in poetry today. Really a great write. I'm still waiting for them to up my meds too. tfs |
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Re: Haunt.
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by Former_Member on
Monday, 4th April 2011 @ 09:26:44 AM AEST
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| great write :) |
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