Love

Love, yeah It’s just a word. But, if you really love me would do the things you do to me. 

Cuz, deep down inside I just  wanna die, and thank the man up above for the years 

that I’ve been alive. Why I wait for the paramedics to arrive. See because, everything

I’ve been through I ain’t never shared with you. So sometimes it makes me wonder

how I keep from going under.

This poem is about: 
Me

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