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To Say Goodbye.


I'm not going to wait
until your noose tightens.
Instead I'll find the poison
Socrates smugly took
and pour it into a coctail
I made with chemist's hands.

The clock chimes and



there's nothing left
but an empty bed
and a faded face
where half-hearted memories
once lay ensnared in traps
of quick-witted criticism


and the
minor fall from grace

you
pretend
      you
          couldn't
      stop.








Author notes

It sounds the same as everything else I've written.

"This is surrender to a war-torn life I've lived.
Scars and stripes forever in need of change I can't resist"

So, let's change things.

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  • a n e s t h e s ia
    November 4, 2008
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    I like your voice, you know that. Great specimen of a voice, if I may be gritty.