Any Other Day Poem by alisha gonzales

Any Other Day



im standing on a cliff
with a needle in my arm
i stare at the clouds while
the voices whisper around me
ive always hated you mother
and nows my chance to show you what i mean

Thursday, July 27, 2006
Topic(s) of this poem: clouds,standing,voices
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