That's When

by theRookienamedKate   Nov 27, 2005


When the sound of my head and the noise of the wind chime beat together as one. That's when.

When the scrape of the knife and the scars on my wrist match up. That's when.

When my world is crashing down and there's nothing you can do to stop me from ruining myself. That's when.

When the world comes to a complete halt and all is destroyed. That's when.

That's when you realize you and I and all the rest were nothing but mistaken. That's when.

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  • 18 years ago

    by chaoslaw

    And this is win i give you a 5/5 :D good poem, very nice work keep it up