Crimson drops

by Chantelle   Nov 26, 2005


Crimson drops
Run down my skin
I use this blade
My final sin
My soul escapes
In scattered parts
My body left
With a broken heart
I lay her cold
Unnoticed and alone
But my souls now in heaven
My new, happy home

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  • 18 years ago

    by TinyDancer46

    Ohhh hun...this poem is so sad, and so tragic. If you ever need anything, I'm always here. Beautiful poem though, you did a great job writing it.

  • 18 years ago

    by The Poetic Child

    Good poem, nice flow and everything i like the metaphor u used in the last 2 lines, heaven and home well written, but in real life u should like cutting, its not a good thing to have in your life, but i hope everything goes well throughout your lifetime, ill ttyl

    PeAcE OuT
    ~RiCo SmootH~

  • 18 years ago

    by Tara Kay

    Hey
    i love the poem, the words are good and it flows well. keep it up and smile, you can stop cutting, i have and you can.
    love tara xxxxxxxxxxx

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