Her last minutes

by Tiffaney   Jan 19, 2005


She sits there
Carves one last cut into her wrists
And smilies
She has a bottle of vodka in one had
And in the other a picture of her friends and the blade
She takes one last sip of vodka And one last look at the picture
And with that she says goodbye

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  • 18 years ago

    by Bran

    Hey hunnies, thanks for commenting on my stuff, it mean a lot to me. But yeh i can totally also relate to this poem, cus thats pretty much what i am like, the whole cutting thing, so thanks hunnies. xxo bran* and it was really awesome poem. xoxoxo Keep on writing!

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