On the inside, who else feels dead?
Full of dread?
Wanna blow your brains out your head?
Well hop in and join the ride!
We'll all toast and cheer with champagne glasses full of cyanide!
Well, in this, I must confide:
My life has been hell
Never a joy ride
So here's where where I stop
Just like that
Likety split
Your turn to write
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- Authors: Monotonous Dredge
- Visible: All lines
- Finished: July 10th, 2018 04:00
- Limit: 15 stanzas
- Invited: Friends (users on his/her list of friends can participate)
- Category: Sad
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Comments1
interestingly penned - thanks for sharing - keep them coming.
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