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The knifes in the kitchen,
the blood in her veins.
When they touch each other,
she could silence her pains.
Marks cover her arms,
no one has seen her tears.
Cuts are deep in her skin,
her cries will reach no one's ears.
Alone in her room,
she begins to weep.
Knife in her hand,
She cuts her wrist deep.
Her parents at a bar,
friends she never had.
Blood comes out quick,
she thinks it's not so bad.
Thinking about her love,
she remembers he never could.
Raising the knife to her neck,
she falls over into a pool of blood.
- by hell fricken kitty |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/19/2011 |
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- Title: Blood
- Artist: hell fricken kitty
- Description: sad yet somewhat comforting to me
- Date: 04/19/2011
- Tags: blood
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Comments (1 Comments)
- The_Broken_Fox_2112 - 05/15/2011
- I like it. It's short, but you really get the sense of depression in it. Not the best "emo" poem i've seen, but it's good smile 3/5
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