Poppy Fry

Rookie (2-26-95 / Clovis, CA)

Vodka, A Blade, And A Gun. I'M Ready To Go. - Poem by Poppy Fry

Death!
Death!
It's running through my head
Being dead
Stuck in my head
Let me go
Nothing left to show
Life taking it's bow
Why do I have to feel this way?
What makes me want to stay?


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Poem Submitted: Friday, February 12, 2010



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