Two for my headache,
two more for the pain,
Three for the hell of it,
Five more before I cut the vein.
Two slices done,
Two more to come,
Three more eventually done,
Five, let the blood run.
Two blinking eyes,
Two figures seen,
Three people running,
Five cops in the end at the death scene.
Two people crying,
Two still in shock,
Three of the witnesses,
Five black roses on a white cloth.
Two feet of dirt,
Two feet more,
Three doubled,
Five feet plus one more.
Two years later my left boyfriend took a bride,
Two months later they both tragically died,
Three days later there was a new funeral next to my grave,
Five years later, forgotten, we still lay.
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