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No one in the land

Poetry By: Mary Jo
Young adult

about a sad young girl

Submitted:Dec 1, 2011    Reads: 15    Comments: 4    Likes: 0   

She holds the knife in her hand

no one in the land

could help her soul

that she thought was only coal.

The knife

was what she wanted to use to take her life.

She has severl cuts

on her arms, some say she's nuts.

But they do not

understand that she is not a bot

to be played .

She layed

with death and life

and has used a knife.

She is sad

and mad.

Her life is not

her own, people use her as if she is a bot.

She cries at night

and in the light

she hides

all because of that lie

people thought was her life

so she used a knife.

She needs you

but only if you knew

because now she has that knife

that may take her life

in her hand.

No one in the land

even knows

that she may dispose

of her life

with that single knife.



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