..S:L:I:C:E..
The razor grazes my skin.
,,D;R;I;P,,
The blood falls,
Vein opened,
Split from seam to seam.
I scream,
So blood-curdling,
That the hairs on your neck,
Stand erect.
As I collapse to my knees.
..S.P.L.A.S.H..
A puddles of crimson life,
Veins drained,
I lay unconscious,
Finally free...
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Written March 18th, 2006
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i love it but then again i hate it, it reminds me of my past, which wasnt a happy one, , its good poems, great write, keep it up! -
this pice is amazing, I enjoy the way you describe each action so vivdly that i can see each action in my mind...awesome job. keep it up
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I like the way how you've said said a word and then explained what is happening although i do feel you could have written a bit more about each word, it feels a little vague great write though. You could check back on this poem and write a bit more to try a put a bit more ooomph into it. I do like the endding 'finally free' as it feels like you've escaped whatevers bothered you. Keep on writing. -Victim-
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