ClaimedA Poem by Becca
I don't wish to be claimed.
I wish to claim death. Stop trying to love me. Stop trying to guilt me. I wish my death upon me sooner. I don't wish to hurt any longer. Dear death, Claim me. Claim me before everyone else can. My death is what i long for. My death is what needs to come. All this pain, This heartache and disappointment, It needs to go away sooner. I give up my life. I gave up my love. I wish no one knew i existed. I wish it all would claim an end. That is the only claim i want. A claim of death and darkness. An endless slumber. Please give that to me. I wish to not be claimed, But claimed by death. I give you my hand, Now take my life.
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Added on January 28, 2015 Last Updated on February 8, 2015 |

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