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On An Old Pizza Box
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Older Poems, (2005 - 2008) She walks away with tears in her eyes
With a pen in her pale hands
Rain washing away the make up
She doesn't quite understand.
She looks up at the sky "God why me?"
Looks back down as she walks alone
Wondering why it's come to this
She doesn't know how to carry on
She tries to find comfort in her own words
She doesn't know where to go
It seems she's been lost for so long
She watches the as the wind blows.
She sits down and writes on an old pizza box
"The devil made me do it."
She knew no one would miss her
No one would know to forget.
She killed herself that night
Took a blade to her fair skin
Everyone was to blame
For this life that's come to an end.
