Dance with Death.

by beth   Mar 25, 2006


I dance with the knife,
Cutting patterns and swirls,
Imagine their lives
Without me in the world.
Smothered in remains of heartache,
Dripping crimson tears,
Sing the final song
Of a girl corrupted by fears.
As each step gets faster,
The rhythm I soon forget,
Echoes of fierce laughter.
I’m the girl that danced with death.

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  • 18 years ago

    by X~Angie~X

    Amazing poem. i love it. it has great flow.. word choice.. adn rhythm.. its so good.. i can relate to it.. i kno how u feel.. ur very talented.. keep writing... great job..
    take care
    angie

  • 18 years ago

    by Gemma

    Awwh! That poem is really pretty =]!

  • 18 years ago

    by Ashley

    Once again, great poem 5/5 ~ash

  • 18 years ago

    by Xox P.a.U.L.i.n.A xoX

    Oh your the one in the poem challeng thing :)
    this is a good peice, it short and just right :)
    5.5 Take cAre
    beautifuldisasterxo

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