Michael Buchanan

Rookie (3-30-94 / The House of Pain)

Me - Poem by Michael Buchanan

Here i am right in front of you,
Cant you see me,
Am i here at all,
or am i missing,
why do you sit and cry,
and keep repeating whyd you have to die,
when im right in front of you,
am i loosing my mind,
i dream of a day,
a nightmare really,
the death of me,
something thought make believe,
yet somehow true, the blood proof of it all, '
goodbye everyone as they say goodbye to me


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Poem Submitted: Monday, June 23, 2008



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