No. By themischievousannaApril 7, 2016 ( 4 ) Take me away You try But will you keep me, Once I die? Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, WritingTags: art, death, emotions, fiction&poetry, health, life, mental health, news, philosophy, poems, poetry, Thoughts, writing Related Articles Her Amorphous Grin. By themischievousanna2 days ago ( 0 ) Fleeting Restraints. By themischievousanna3 days ago ( 0 ) Every Shadow had its Crevice. By themischievousanna1 week ago ( 0 ) 4 comments › GENERATION NOW April 8, 2016 • 2:28 am Well pointed. 💅🏽 LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ themischievousanna April 8, 2016 • 5:01 am Lol thank you! 😄 LikeLike Reply ↓ jackcollier7 April 8, 2016 • 8:36 am Ohhhh, that’s angry. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply ↓ themischievousanna April 8, 2016 • 9:34 am It’s good to get it out sometimes! Thanks for the comment :)! LikeLike Reply ↓ Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.