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This is just a simple compilation of my poetry. I admit I mightn't be the best but I thought I'd share my work with you because let's be honest. There's no point in leaving it hidden away in a random file on my laptop! ^_^ View table of contents...


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Submitted:Mar 23, 2013    Reads: 4    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

The blood, it runs,

Slowly dripping down my arm

The knife it lays,

Sitting still upon the floor

Why this happened,

I'll never tell

All you need to know,

If anything at all

Every drop a release of what is,

What was contained within

My eyes are closing,

I can hear the end approaching

I can feel the stinging, the pain,

But this pain, it's refreshing

A sign that I'm alive,

A reminder of what I am

But my life is slipping away,

Slowly escaping my being; my soul

My breathing, becoming slower

Breath after breath

My heart is steady, but not for long,

As the blood runs faster, out of control

The end is near, I can feel it coming

As I take my last breath

I can see it now, as it consumes,

The light, then darkness, it's all upon me now

There is a fine line,

Between what is and what could be

But this, it is and what could be is now here

There's not much time left,

The time has come, to leave, to go,

As I do so, I take my final breath

My body; lying still upon the floor,

A bloody knife, the proof

And the blood, moving cautiously,

As it covers the perimeter of what now is


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