dripping

dripping

A Poem by Rob Funk

My arm keeps dripping,

I shall keep sipping,

I feel this slipping,

The faster the better,

She hurt me long ago and she will cry,

So let her,

God my carpet is ruined,

Who cares,

No one dares,

To ask me how,

Please just let me die now,

The speed of the loss is amazing,

Let it pump away,

For once it is them that shall pay,

Now its so fast,

What a blast,

This makes me higher than a fast,

Free at last.

© 2013 Rob Funk


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"Please just let me die now,

The speed of the loss is amazing,

Let it pump away,

For once it is them that shall pay,

Now its so fast,

What a blast,"
Wow. A lot of emotions in this wonderful poem. Well penned to perfection...:)

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Rob Funk
Rob Funk

United States, PA



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A Poem by Rob Funk