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Blood
Blood blood every where and not a drop to spare.
It spills from her neck getting every where.
The knife is in one hand her neck in the other
The cause of this all was the girl’s mother.
The girl was not loved, she never got hugs.
The pain was inside her,
Piling up higher.
Now the girl drops,
To her knees on the floor.
To a place where the pain can not reach her anymore.
It spills from her neck getting every where.
The knife is in one hand her neck in the other
The cause of this all was the girl’s mother.
The girl was not loved, she never got hugs.
The pain was inside her,
Piling up higher.
Now the girl drops,
To her knees on the floor.
To a place where the pain can not reach her anymore.
Published 30th Jul 2010
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30th Jul 2010 9:07pm
Anonymous
31st Jul 2010 10:55am
is she dead? like bloody throat and christian imagery and all?
if so I don't like this poem.
makes me sad.
if so I don't like this poem.
makes me sad.
2nd Aug 2010 3:12pm
3rd Aug 2010 9:25am
wow thst was a pretty interesting poem nicely done like the way it was kept kind of vague lets the readers imagination become more engaged
4th Aug 2010 6:58pm
It puts her feelings on a pedestal, It really shows the extremeties she's willing to go too
6th Aug 2010 6:05am
