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by aga Mar 7, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Tomorrow is the day were you will go away, far away from my heart, just like me breaking a piece of art. I lock myself, were i cant see myself, take this knife, and end this life. I cut through my veins and only skin remains, the blood drips, from my head to my hips. My life is ending, but I'm still pending, I die just for you, to tell you that I'm true. My eyes are darkening, i can feel the pain, i know I'm going insane, but its all for you! I'm dead, no words can be said, That I'm watching you, walk in the rain.
by Micky
Kool
Awsome 5/5
by sarah
Liked this poem got my 5 vote take care hun sarah x
Good job agata! {i cried}