a poem about how some people feel 2 see how people die
When my lungs come to rest
and I've thought my last thought
and I've pennies for specs
and my vive has turned mort...
When I've kicked at the bucket
and shaken a seven
and bench-pressed some daisies
and tried to make heaven...
When my boot soles stop wearing
and Reaper's close by
and a grey undertaker
packs me up for the ride...
When I'm fast losing weight
and fluids and skin
and achieving my goal
of becoming quite thin...
When I'm subterranean
sleeping with worms
and no longer fearful
of picking up germs...
death
l
29-04-2008 | 06:00 PM
l
30-04-2008 | 05:43 PM
com on you guys right 4 me
د
03-05-2008 | 06:46 PM
thank u very much
the poem very nice and sad
the poem very nice and sad
l
03-05-2008 | 07:53 PM
thank u
h
03-05-2008 | 08:58 PM
thank you my dear
So sad
So sad
l
04-05-2008 | 06:51 PM
thx
vry much
vry much
s
04-05-2008 | 09:36 PM
thank u for this sad poem
l
21-05-2008 | 07:22 PM
thank you and i hoped you didnt get really sad then i will be sad cus this was about someone n my family so i wrote it
Q
21-05-2008 | 11:47 PM
Thanks my dear
SoOoOo Sad
SoOoOo Sad
l
22-05-2008 | 12:48 PM
thank you
ر
22-05-2008 | 03:13 PM
thanks alot
د
22-05-2008 | 09:58 PM
thank you 4 this sad poem
l
23-05-2008 | 12:12 PM
thank hpoe u didnt get really sad then
ر
27-05-2008 | 07:13 PM
that was very sad
but thaks alot sis .. i love it
but thaks alot sis .. i love it
&
30-05-2008 | 03:12 AM
I really enjoyed reading the poem although it's sad
Thanks alot dear
Thanks alot dear
l
30-05-2008 | 11:20 AM
ur welvome
n
01-06-2008 | 11:42 AM
sad poem but thanks
l
01-06-2008 | 12:38 PM
ur welcom