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When We Talk

Tell me to go to hell.

By Sam HardakerPublished 6 years ago 1 min read
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Tell me to go to hell

So that we can finally walk

I can try to drown out all the voices

So that then we can talk

I've been awake four days straight

The pills are wearing off

So I've been downing bottles of alcohol

Hoping maybe I'll die

Tell me to go to hell

So that we can finally walk

I can drown out all the voices so that then we can talk

Have you watched your whole world burn?

Have you ever seen your own corpse?

I keep having a dream

Where everyone I know dies with my one single touch

I saw her in the corner of my eye

I thought I'd go up to talk

But she vanished into thin air

Guess my mind plays tricks on me

When it's my time to leave

Tell me to go to hell

So that we can finally talk

I can try to drown out all the voices

So that then we can talk

surreal poetry
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About the Creator

Sam Hardaker

Born Welsh, speaking English, living in Scotland, 23, Sound Engineering student.

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