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Catia Davis Poem
Swinging rope from a dead tree. The winter closes in on me . Hang myself and
take this I took my last breath. Say goodbye to the me you never could love. Now
what will you do? I told you I'm gone. Blackend eyes to help you turn and look
away...We die and are forgotten... Let the silence put you to sleep.
Copyright © Catia Davis | Year Posted 2008
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Catia Davis Poem
the death inside this pain is mine but louder now the voices
the pain is all ive left behind and death reveals its choices
to see your eyes is my demise
i left you for the taking
in cold in death in my last breath
and my final waking.
Copyright © Catia Davis | Year Posted 2008
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Catia Davis Poem
Nothing, Silence like screaming through your brain
Emty violence, like bullets through your veins.
Copyright © Catia Davis | Year Posted 2008
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