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Sunday, April 4, 2004


   The poem
i know i said it wouldn't be posted until tomorrow, but my mom brought it home with her when she came home today. tell me what you think. sorry its so long. its called "Slowly."

Sunset slowly drifts away,
And yet no stars appear.

Life is slowly taken from my grasp,
While vultures hover near.

Blood slowly drips from my near-empty veins,
To soak my scar-covered body.

Slowly, ever so slowly,
A cold like no other sets in.

My lips begin to tremble,
As i realize what ive done.

Tears flow softly from my eyes,
To drench my death-white face.

My vision begins to slowly cloud.
As I feel his warmth apon me.

My one and only friend is there,
Crying for me to stay.

I didn't even think of him,
When I did this to myself.

With the last breath I will ever take,
I whisper to him, "I'm sorry."

His warm salty tears roll off my skin,
While he crys so hard he shakes.

He looks around to find the thing,
That caused this awful pain.

He sees it laying in the grass,
He picks it up, a simple knife.

He walks back to my body,
Laying oh so still.

He holds it high into the sky,
And burys the blade deep within him.

He falls to the ground beside me,
The pain he feels surprising him.

His lips gently brush my cheek,
As he quickly subsides to death.

Before his life slips away,
He bids the world goodbye.

When his dying breath escaped his lips,
With it came three words; "I love you."

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