No Suprise - Poem by Twisted Strange
Don't wear a seabelt
hope to go through the windsheild,
don't stop at the stop sign
hoping no one trys to yeild.
Don't open youreyes to the road
hoping to wreck,
don't test your breaks
hoping no one will check.
Take more then the recommened
hoping no one will see,
drink more than you know you should
and in an alcholic coma you hope to be.
And i don't open My eyes,
in the times needed most.
And i don't stop Myself from jumping,
when i'm right by the edge of the coast.
And i hate being safe,
i'd rather not be shy,
but it will be No suprise to me,
When I Finally Die.
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