Knife

by Dustin S   Apr 21, 2008


Dear knife,
Take my life,
Make me bleed,
Make me need.
Dear Mr. Knife, make me red,
Shoot make me dead.
For I am loved, I am hated,
And as I stated,
I am no longer of use here,
So Mr. Knife kill me dear.

*Harlea no I'm not. Guys this poem is how I feel. *

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  • 16 years ago

    by X Harlea X

    This is so life like, great job
    **harlea

  • 16 years ago

    by unspokken

    I love this; It so matchs me at times, and like you said I ain't really going to do it.. it is just how I feel. So matchs me.

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