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by xX~Lisa~Xx Jul 1, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
My heart aches And I can\'t take anymore As I cut with the knife On the cold wooden floor What happened to me? What went wrong in my life? When did i pick up This small, sharp knife? AS i die All alone in the dark I hear the very last Weak beat of my heart.
by sara
really good written well...5/5
by Britney
hey lisa. my name is britney. i gave you a 4 on you're poem it's great! well gots ta run c ya chick! peace out, Britney
