You Gathered

by Amanda Smith   Apr 11, 2004


This knife is what ended my life
This knife is what made you cry
No not just the knife but my life

My life was gone
Down the drain
You were crying
Just like Rain

You gathered around the box
The box with me
That had a lock
To lock me up
To never escape
To leave me there
As hellish bait

You gathered around the dirt
To watch me fall
Into the ground
My soul alive
But being drowned

You gathered around the stone
The stone that said
That now shes dead
And here she lies
All because of suicide

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