Battle of the Blade

by Second to None   Aug 31, 2009


She cried herself to sleep each and every night
Because of all the pain she could not fight

Deadly cuts into her palms and wrists
Felt like bruses on her heart pound in with knives and fists

A painful battle she could not fight
she is stuck in the dark with the blade of her knife

An unending war with a girl and her blade
Who knows if tonight will be her last parade

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  • 15 years ago

    by Italian Stallion

    Had a great rhythm and rhyme. Nice short write.

  • 15 years ago

    by MissMana

    Very good and yes powerful for something so short. and anyone can win the fight if they choose to...even though its hard and seems like bad things will never end its all what you choose in at the end of the day...if you keep pushing its possible...keep your head up!

  • 15 years ago

    by Em

    Short but so much powerful emotion. 5/5 x

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