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    Default Death Not Being The Way

    Here is another poem that i have wrote. Hope you like it. Please would you rate, thanks.

    I held the knife so close to my heart.

    Like a foolish child I sat and I cried.
    I didn't realise what I had done, what I had tried.
    Tears mixed with blood, falling slowly to the ground.
    When i was covered in blood i pulled myself up and in tears scribed.

    'To those who don't care, to those who can't see.
    Never Give up always thrive to be free.'
    I didn't know how many people would later cry.
    Tried to be free, yet I see this isn't the way.

    Friend at the door she ran as fast as she could.
    Too weak to say I'm sorry otherwise I would.
    In tears i looked at the blue sad day.
    When you come and see this pool of blood and me.
    This isn't the way my life was meant to be.

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    xhannx Guest

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    =O Awww thats so sad =(

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