Falling Angel

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Memoir  |  House: Booksie Classic
I wrote this poem because I read Juggla's poems and I felt inspired to write what I used to and sometimes still feel.

Submitted: June 24, 2008

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There I stand
Alone in the dark
Moonlight gleams 
Off a silver blade
Crimson runs slowly
To the tip
LIke a red raindrop
Finally falling
Hits the white tile floor
And splatters red 
LIke an artist's paintbrush
This is my paintbrush
Green Blue eyes look slowly down
At my arms
Deep slashes 
REd flows like a river
Getting dizzy
My world is spinning
Falling I hit the floor
Tears trickle down my cheeks
So this is the end....
The truth is...
DId it really ever begin?


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