Story on her wrists. Part 2

by Ronni   Nov 8, 2004


Tears roll down her face,
the look in her eye,
his body can't be replaced.
Laying there so lifeless,
why so much pain.
so much to embrace.
Why'd the world go so bad?
Why'd god put something in her life,
then take it away,
everything she had.
He was her world,
She'd do n-e thing for him,
why'd his life have to end.
The pain built up inside her,
pain so unreal,
she couldn't take it n-e more,
clenching her fists,
gripping the knife,
she completes the story she started on her wrists.

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