Being Dead Poem by Lena Kendalls

Being Dead



I left because I wanted to
I'm not here crying cuz of you
You lie to me my eyes are red
I'll go back to being children

Being lifeless
Unforgiven
Let's go back
To being children
Lets go back
To know it all
Black and white
Slip and fall
Lets go back
To blatancy
Wake me up
Let me see

Your lie have bled together now
A simple slip, one step and pow
A gun that's cold one shot of lead
And I'll go back to being dead

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