The Knife...

by Laura   Jan 19, 2005


The knife is so shiny and bright.
It gleams in the sunlight.
I pick it up; And cut my skin.
Feeling the steel slicing my skin.
I fall to the ground.
Looking all around.
I close my eyes one last time; And whisper goodnight.
Into the midnight sky.

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  • 19 years ago

    by ASPHYXIATED

    Short but deep well done!

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