Friday 20 January 2017

Happy

A poem from 1990
I would be happy
to die
in a nice way -
in my sleep?
Without pain.
The tears could be wiped away from my heart.

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  1. Anonymous20 January 2017 at 22:15

    So many ways to take this. Let's turn to the positive.

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