onimicA Poem by Lucyouch. :'(If my mother calls, tell her I'm dead My ugliness has finally expired Because she left my heart unfed I was never what she desired I guess it's good that I'm now dead
I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I'm DEAD!!!
And not figuratively speaking I meant everything I said From my wrists, my blood is leaking I'm sure you're happy that I've died I was never meant to be And as I exhale my final sigh My only wish is that you had loved me © 2008 LucyAuthor's Note
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