Her end..

by La Vie Boheme   May 16, 2007


On the brink of insanity she picks a up a knife and smiles, this is where she ends her life. The first cut hurts but she keeps going, deeper and deeper until her arms is covered in her blood. The worst part is over and she sits back and smiles, she knows that she is done.

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  • 17 years ago

    by DeMipiE iNCxXDemiXx

    I really like this poem. it really intrigues me. keep writing. (thumbs up '-')

  • 17 years ago

    by broken reflection

    Its sad to no that ppl can be satisfied in such a depressing way simple 5/5