im ddead

im ddead

A Poem by brianna vega

i woke up dead
two thirty in the afternoon and your eyes are still closed
though i roll you over
begg for your answer
 you act as if im not there
until probing and tickling drive you to words
then u pronounce mee dead
 state that lasts nights events have murdered me in your eyes
its now four in the afternoon
youve disappeared to play war
and left me in bed naked alone deceased

© 2011 brianna vega


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Added on October 22, 2011
Last Updated on October 22, 2011

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brianna vega
brianna vega

city of lost angels, CA



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