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To Disappear. By Zoe Ross

Poetry By: Zoe Ross
Poetry



It always seems life could be so much better, anywhere but here.


Submitted:Apr 21, 2013    Reads: 12    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


One, Two, Three, Four,

Why didn't I think about this before?
Five, Six, Seven, Eight,
I hope somebody finds me too late.
Nine, Ten, Eleven, Twelve,
I wonder where I'll go, Heaven or Hell?
Thirteen, Fourteen, Fifteen, Sixteen,
I want to go somewhere I'm never seen.
Seventeen, Eighteen, Nineteen, Twenty,
I hate myself, I don't want to be me,
Not long now, not many more...
Can close my eyes and shut all the doors!




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