Sadness

by tanya   Oct 11, 2006


I look into the mirror
i see a face
not of happiness
of disgrace

i turn to the table
beside my bed
pick up the knife
thoughts running through my head

i draw it to my wrists
i cut so deep
my blood seeps out
i fall asleep

i don not awaken
from this sorrow
i have gone
i wont see tomorrow

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