Tuesday, January 20, 2009
"I'm Sorry, But I Cannot Leave..."
I'M SORRY, BUT I CANNOT LEAVE...
But if I die...who will know where that stupid thing goes?
But if I die...people might talk shit behind my back.
But if I die...what happens to the full tank of gas?
But if I die...who will apologize every day for my mistakes?
But if I die...those non-existent divine beings will have been correct!
But if I die...will my adjectives still be as real?
But if I die...how will money get bad ideas without me?
But if I die...who will stupidly sometimes forget the way home?
But if I die...who will feed my cat and satisfy my lover?
But if I die...who will listen to you to help you streamline your death?
Labels:
Death Poem,
Death Poetry,
editing poems,
editing poetry
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