If I say I'm not here
You make me feel
Ageless and disappear
Knocking me out, under my skin,
And hurting my
I'm not here, If I say so,
I...no religiose, but bellicose,
Up! Up! To my nose,
Me...had enough, I'm foreclose,
I mean for good, if not for you.
By: Juli Monat
Copyright (c) 2013
© Copyright 2016 Juli Monat. All rights reserved.
Essay / Humor
Poem / Poetry
Script / Horror
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