MY LAST

by SWEET PEA 318   Oct 15, 2007


My last cut
My last drop of blood
My last Blink of an eye
My last movement
My last twitch
My last thought
My last heart beat
My last breath
My last bit of life
all running out on the floor,
into a sticky red puddle,
for my family to wake up to.

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  • 14 years ago

    by victoria

    Short, deep and too the point. gotta love it. use to be this way sooo...i feel it.

    victoria

  • 14 years ago

    by Lori

    Very nice poem, shows alot of emotion.

  • 16 years ago

    by Leona

    Wow are you cutting your self? i hope not you dont need to be doing that. great poem alot of emoition in it.

  • 17 years ago

    by Sweet Aroma

    I used to feel this way

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