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Sunday, May 23, 2004


   Blood
My life's blood
Thanks to you I'm done
It drains out of me
Can't you see?
The crimson red
Fills their eyes with dread
The way I died
Infront of his eyes
As I take my last breath
It is near, my death
He cries out to me
For you see
He loves me
And I love he
My heart beats one last time
As I say my final good bye
"Good bye......my love"
A white dove
Carries my soul
For it is a toll
To take one's life
With a sharp knife

As you can guess, that poems about some girl who committed suicied. As I was thinking about death, and the ways people die one day, and this is the result! I was surprised when I reread it to see that I had ryhmed, I usually write free form. Oh well.

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