The knife The shine of the blade, The slice of a knife, What a double- edged sword, to end a depressed life The magnificent red liquid, Falling to the floor, What a glorious night, To knock on hells door No whimpers or pleads, No hellos or goodbyes, No regret or sorrow, Not even a cry My heart is replaced, With a dark, miserable hole, That once had held, A daring soul For I have seen, The reality of life, Soon to be ended, By a beauitful knife
Posted on: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 23:15:05 +0000
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