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The change to she
by Brenda Cherie

there i sat
with the noose attached
wanting to end the pain
Long gone would it all be
time was tickin i couldnt refrain
i cried my last cry
and wrote my last verse
I check the rope made sure it was terse.
i jumped up onto the place with unbroken sheets
So i pretend im flying, consolible in my Sleep.
Eternal fires driving me wild,
An insane woman called mom
Drew me to my conclusion.
I swing and stare with eyes glared
at the world before me
Please God dont Abhor me
I jumped and it cracked
i hit the floor with a little smack.
i lay there reformed
By my bedroom door.
She stood up and i was no more.