my friend wrote it not me i just want to see what people think, i personally think its amazing but he is my friend. also hes not suicidal or anything like that its just a poem x
She places all the envelopes in places they can find,
And examines in the mirror her emaciated wreck,
She locks up all the thoughts and feelings heaving in her mind,
With a single tear upon her cheek and rope around her neck.
Lipstick applied artfully, and hair a tidy mess,
She shuns away her final words as no ones there to quote,
She searches through her wardrobe for her very favourite dress,
That will swoon around her ankles as shes hanging by her throat.
Her hands now slightly shaking as her life has taken debt,
And fighting back the water packed behind her bloodshot eyes,
She smokes away the last of whats her final cigarette,
And kicks the chair from under her and issues her goodbyes.
There's churning in her stomach in the moment of the fall,
It silences her future and it echoes of her youth.
A cracking sound that bandies round and bounces off the walls,
He'll find her in the morning, strung up to the roof.
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