One Day

One Day

A Poem by Becca

My death will come.
Sooner or later.
Don't take advantage,
Of how kind I can be.

One day,
You will regret it.
My kindness is killing me.
I've turned colder.
And as time goes on,

I've been giving up.
Hope and love,
Kindness and caring.
I'm giving up on it. 

One day,
My death will come.
And you'll regret,
Everything you've done.
Sooner or later,
I won't be here anymore.

My death will come.
Sooner or later.
Don't take advantage,
One day I will be gone.

© 2015 Becca


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Added on January 28, 2015
Last Updated on February 8, 2015

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Becca
Becca

Rochester, NY



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