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Poetry By: twinkletoes


Submitted:Feb 25, 2012    Reads: 16    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

slitting wrists,

love insists.

that her life is made for death,

last breath.

before a slit throat,

life guard stops the boat.

i wont let you take your life,

i grab the bloody knife.

but i snatch it bad,

say goodbye to the life i had.

to protect a friend,

my life comes to an end.

but id do it all again,

no im not insane.

cause where sisters,

not in blood, but in love.


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