work to be done

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

this is a poem when i wanted to kill my self at one time in my life

i go to the barn to see what work need to be done trying to figur out how i going to do this job that i been trying to do for so long i think it time to compleate my all time goal as i look at these pills woundring if it will work woundering if it would do the job i dont just pop one or two or three or four i just pop the whole dame bottle i think this should do the job as i sit ther an wounder why i want to die why my life feels like it fried i feel it to start to work but all it does is make me sick as you can see it did not do the job i wanted it to do to me so back to the barn to figure out how i going to finsh my job


Submitted: January 12, 2011

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