LM (1988 / )

Dead, Dead, Dead

they'll love me when i'm dead
when my mind has left my head
they'll eat the words they said
and cry themselves to bed.

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I luff this poem. It is so true. Thanks for the comments. ;)
Another passionate write... how do you do it? (oh, and I agree with Lu-Lu Martin)
Indicative of a cold, selfish world when people are appreciated only once they're gone.
Another deep write, well penned and sad really although I know the feeling.A 10
i loved it thanks for suggesting i read it its so true once someones gone, everyone takes back the words they said