My Face

by Beverly Chapman   Feb 27, 2004



They walk about
Upon my face
Walking faster
Trying to erase
The memory of
Who I am
The identity
Of what I couldnt
Handle
Life
A concept I couldnt grasp
The death wish that was always in my head
Has finally come true
I give my love
Though I'm not really sure what it is
To you
And say good bye

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