I’m going to paint a picture, <br />A picture with a twist, <br />I’m going to draw it with something sharp, <br />And I'm going to draw it on my wrist, <br />And as this fountain flow like forty days of rain, <br />It will make me feel much better and relieve all the pain, <br />You might find me in my bed, and you might ask me why, but all the pain will disappear when you lay down and die <br /> <br />By: Breanna Givens<br /><br />breanna givens<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/unknown-74/
