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Life is her name.

Poetry By: MorganLitchfield
Poetry



Life.


Submitted:Mar 6, 2013    Reads: 10    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


I'm on the edge, on the edge,

In a second I'm ready to jump the gun,

Pushing me down, running around,

Doesn't that sound like fun?

Dig in deep, watch me weep,

Every cut, and every single alibi.

I'm not there, I'm here in a jail,

In a second my heart could stop.

As everyone stops to watch,

Push me on a swing, in the air,

Probably the only one who cares.

Life is my baby, suicide's the father,

And I'm sixteen years overdue,

Wishing he would stay, asking him to say

"I wanna just love you",

Marriage is a game, nothing is the same.

Nobody stays and lasts.

Especially with me, born with love,

Then it gets stolen right out from me,

So I just try and forget the past.

Everything is tight, all the pain I feel,

Asking myself if I am real..

Head is foggy, getting ready for a party,

Gonna dance with my baby again,

Life, don't follow like me,

Life, don't believe in me,

Life, I'm only going to drag you down.





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