mercy me hearse free thee(prompt11)©
Would i Could i
even dare to try?
I know i can
sounds like a plan!
Will she Can she
(it all depends entirely)
will soon come mercy?
I have no thrills
here except for pills,
cares away like grease
swallowed up bringing peace.
They sit there waiting
to offer me everything,
i could ask for
end suffering and more.
But something tells me
open up more misery,
fall into thin air
the now can't bear.
They tempt me go
hand fill up so,
take down and stay
don't pump them away!
Copyright© 2012
How I'm Seen Anymore
Death By The Score
Sally
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