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Make It Till Friday

Guess I’ll just take a rain check for today,
and sleep it away, like any day, like every day.

Hey-ho, guess what.
School’s out,
fun’s here,
and let’s just
take it all away... Give me what you’ve got.

Today is only Tuesday, I gotta make it till Friday.
Yep, that’s my motto for the day (for life).

When I spliced my palm open,
I swore it was an accident,
but I grew to like the pain,
and I like the look of that red, red blood.

To be covered in blood, muck, and tears,
must be the saddest thing in the world.
To be flying through the wind, to feel that ache in your muscles,
it is the feeling of Heaven that kept me on my bike.

When I tore through my life like a speed-demon,
I finally get it that it is that fucking feeling of thrill that got me.
I get the feeling that it might not be too wise to live so fast,
die so young, and today is only Tuesday.

I promise to make it till Friday.       

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2. Write me something dark because I luv dark poetry.

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  • Hikari Lady
    December 25, 2008

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    Nice write full of tense feelings and emotions and I enjoyed reading it. But, sadly, it is about suicide ideas and got some darkness to it.
    Thanks for entering though.

    Much love
    ~Noor


    • charmander13
      December 25, 2008
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      Yes, but it's also about hope too .

      Thanks for your comment


  • poeticweaver gold member
    December 9, 2008

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    Bravo!!!

    A wonderfully expressed piece you have here, thanks for sharing you, and I sure hope ya make it to friday, and me too! LOL. All the best with this write, peace.

    -Timothy aka poeticweaver~