Day by Day

Day by Day

A Poem by what-the-frick

One day, I'll stop fantasizing about that last breath.
Stop memorizing my last
Sentence that I say to you.
I'll stop lying.
Crying.
Loathing.
One day, I'll stop feeling.
One day, I'll stop ... existing.
One day, you'll miss me.
But that day,
Will be one day ...
too late.

© 2012 what-the-frick


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Added on September 14, 2011
Last Updated on October 2, 2012

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what-the-frick

Astoria & Ever After, OH



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