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Without Dying

I wish I was grass
so I could cut myself
without dying...

I wish I were paper
so I could talk to you
without lying...

I wish I were ashes
so I could blow away
without trying...

But mostly I wish I were grass
so I could cut myself
without dying...


I miss you Melissa... Please come home... Our babies miss you...

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  • BlackTide
    September 13

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    well, this is pretty short isn't it? nothing wrong with that, sometimes short poems work, and this one does. But maybe you could add a bit more to it, to describe why you you could cut yourself without dying. It would make a lot of sense. Nice job though, best of luck!


    • Mizzundaztood gold member
      September 15
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      it's kinda dumb, totally didn't mean for it to rhyme all the way through, but I finished it. lol thanks for the critique.