Adieu, Adieu

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
This is a poem I wrote based off a depressing mood I inhibited when I thought about me dying in a nightmare. So the nightmare inspired me to write this poem. It's basically me telling people to forget about me and if they do, their lives will get better. It has a song like feel since I was listening to "She's Leaving Home" by the Beatles - irony.

Submitted: October 28, 2009

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Adieu, adieu.
As I say goodbye,
Forget about me.

My time is up,
Depression barely seeping,
Happiness weeping as it arrives.

I'm free,
So adieu, adieu.
I am free.
Forget about me.

I am happy,
Forget me,
Live without I;
The nuisance.

Live without the idiot,
You all will not miss him,
As you all hate him.

So adieu, adieu
My time is up,
Forget me.
For you all wouldn't care.

Adieu, adieu.


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