The Consequences of Your Actions

by Beautifully Disfigured   Jan 10, 2007


The blade presses against my skin
The blood falls to the floor
The memories flash before my eyes
Of you walking out the door
And all of this is because you never heard my cries

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  • 17 years ago

    by Espoirfailed

    Short but so true, the title sums it up and makes the whole poem. well done this is excellent

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