Drowned

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by DrownedGirl, Mar 21, 2008.

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  1. DrownedGirl

    DrownedGirl Well-Known Member

    Eays are blooded underneith.
    Shame has entered my face.
    What is left for me to fell.
    A razorblade upon my skin.

    I tuch the skin whit cold in my hands.
    A quick shake makes my nerves brake.
    I close my eays and pray inside.
    that this would be my last goodbay.

    The skin shivers on and on.
    The sweetnes comes whit pain.
    I fell onec lost rage of my.
    I push the blade deep inside.

    A littel tear runs down my face.
    This is the moment i brake.
    The tears mixed whit blood.
    Life is fadding out of my eays.
     
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