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It is finished...

Blood pours from my wound

"Oh you bastard!" I cry

Having slipped upon the carving knife

I accidentally end my life

I thought t'would be a better way

Perhaps saving another

Perhaps in my bed at rest

But no, tis an accident that killeth me

A slip of a knife sets my spirit free

And so heaving greatly

Slowly losing my will to live

And quietly, softly, no resister

"It is finished..." I gently whisper

Author notes

This is probably what I'd say if I had an accident tonight, but maybe tomorrow I'd say something different like..."Dont forget to feed the dog"

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  • Wayne Leon Learmond
    April 27, 2007

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    Thought-Provoking and brilliant

    I really liked this. You know, this is weird, but I have often thought about what I would say myself, if I had slipped on a knife or something similiar, accidentally killing myself. Your piece is thought-provoking in that respect. I love it. It is written in a sort of 'tongue-in-cheek' way. Very dry and quiet funny as well. Brilliant piece Goldie. Well done.

    Wayne


  • Nitenovanavium
    April 26, 2007

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    lol, i liked this poem.
    i found a rather morbid humour to it, you managed to capture the second aspect of this competition, the ability to have a little creative fun with a normally very dark and sad topic... i tilt my hat to you... believe it or not your a contender. youve managed to master one of the categories im going to be judging on (i only say this cause im an honest person... and modesties a sin)

    nice work!!!