Not My Time
16 March, 2004
Author: PoeticDemon
Slit your wrist scream and cry
While i laugh and watch u die
I hate you i dont really care
Go ahead! shoot me u wouldnt dare!
You talk and talk
Keep talkin and i'm gunna take you for a looong walk
Keep talking!
I'll just keep walking!
Evil stalks your house at night
Dont be suprised if u die of fright
Cold and lonley u must seem
Once i get done with you your gunna wish it were all a dream
Little child wail and whine
You must really think i'm not mentally fine
God o' god show me a sign
Oh please Tell me when its my time!
People cry people die
I used to be shy,
Daggers kill
Please hold still
Your in for a real Thrill...
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| heaven (68.43.99.209) -- Tuesday, March 23 2004, 12:18 am jame's ur such a great writter!!!i love all of ur poem's...keep it up!!!love always~heaven |
| PoeticDemon (24.15.118.213) -- Saturday, July 3 2004, 07:57 pm Thank you! your a great writer as well love ~James~ |
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