shoot my brains out
so i can no longer think
cut out my tongue
so i cannot speak
cut off my hands
so i can no longer write
poke out my eyes
so i cannot see
cut off my ears
so i no longer hear
cut off my feet
so i cannot walk
cut out my heart
so i never can love
cut me into pieces
throw me away
thats what you do to me
everyday
hey sandy if only all this could actually be possible.. but life's really cruel sometimes n we have to take it that way.. a very good poem dude.. really loved it.. smiles, krishna
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Found you through Mike, this is a great poem sandy. Keep writing, and emotions will charge.