My life
by emma Dec 6, 2005
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Pouring out my blood black as coal my dead dont seem as bloody fair i dont see why you should care. bits and pieces of my life rests now on a silver knife i know that im not a pretty flower i drown in this blooded shower. darkness is calling my mind is now falling can you save will you trust that i can tell love from lust! |
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18 years ago
by Paula
Omg i love it it is fantastic! i can feel the anger pain and hate
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19 years ago
by ~*~Morgan~*~
Good poem, use more spacing and/or punctuation , it would make it easier to read and it would flow better. you kinda get jumbled up reading it , if your not the writer. because you know what your trying to say and what your poem is saying. we dont. spaces and such help seperate thoughts and feelings more than you think. none the less i loved the poem.
