The End. An original poem...

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Haha its a poem that randomly poped in to my mind. Its quite.... Uh well it just about as messed up as I am.

Chapter 1

The End

Look here, look close,
A failure in the eyes if most
A heart broken in two,
And its all because of you
The evil glint of the knife,
As she planned to take her life
A cool blade against he wrist,
She clenches her hand in a fist
"Close your eyes and count to three,
Then you will be free."
She whispers as her eyes slide shut,
On the count of three she cuts
The blad slashes the pale white skin,
No one can imagine the pain she is in
But it is nothing compared to everyday,
The vile things that her peers say
But now she doesn't care,
All she does is stare
Stare at the darkening ceiling,
As she loses all feeling
She grins while thinking back on her life,
Her grip loosening on the knife
Her eyes are vacant and tear-stained,
Crimson blood is all that remains
A teenage girl takes her life,
Because you cut her, just like the knife.


Well there it is. A sucky poem from the insanity of my mind:D its quite depressing really....

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