ONE QUICK SLIT ACROSS MY THROAT
THE DEED THEN BE DONE
NO PAIN,NO SUFFERING
LASTING HAPPINESS NOW
HOORAY-HURRAH
FREE AT LAST
OH BLESS THE SWEET KNIFE
THAT BROUGHT ME THIS
FREE FROM ALL YOUR PAIN IN
WHICH YOU BRING MOI
FREE FROM YOUR TORTURE
FREE FROM SOCIETY'S HARM
ONE QUICK SLIT ACROSS
MY THROAT..................
...........................
...........................
DEED BE DONE
Author notes
LIKE SWEET KNIFE I DON'T KNOW WHAT COMPELLED ME TO WRITE THIS.OH WELL HAPPY READING TO YOU ALL!!
Written March 27th, 2004
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what's with the caps?? I've read a few of your poems and all of them are like that..evne in the little message you sent me it was like that? anyways..about your poem..I like it very much. great job.
Kyndale
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