Suicidal Poem by Kali Boggs
Suicidal
You will ask me to stop,
But I will take the drop.
You have always ignored me.
Now I'm close to death and you see.
So many ways I couldv'e died.
So many ways I wouldn't have to try.
Death to me would be easy.
You never noticed you were to busy.
The floor so close; you so far.
I willl soon be another bloody star.
Your fault not mine.
I am dead never to be fine.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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