All Alone...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Hey, another poem, except it's long... Yeah, don't know how I came up with this... So, enjoy! (Though, it's a bit... gruesome, for a young girl's story, at least!)

Submitted: January 10, 2012

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I’m all alone,
in my darkest hour.
This man I see,
holds me in his power.
I’ve nowhere to run,
I can’t call for help.
He’s covered my mouth,
So I can’t yelp.
I try to stay strong,
But I cry anyway.
Knowing, that surely,
I will die today.
Over he comes,
the knife in his hand,
soon I shall die,
upon this very land.
Closer and closer,
he comes to my seat.
He has said something,
I cannot repeat.
My blood it runs cold,
the blade near my throat.
I have at least time,
to finish this note.
The blade slits my throat,
I cannot breath.
I know that this,
might be hard to believe.
Today I have died,
my life is over.
This man, he murdered me,
in mid-October…


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