Today

by loosing grip   Jul 10, 2005


I never thought the day would come,
today he handed me a blade.
He told me that he trusts me,
He has no idea I want to fade.

My belief that they think I'm okay,
has been confirmed this time.
He handed me a blade today,
this may be my last rhyme.

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  • 19 years ago

    by *tanya*

    hey hun, great poem! its ok, dont do anything u'll regret!
    lotsa luv, tanya