Pale skin and black hair
A gorgeous contrediction
Can't avoid her own critical stare
To the point of an affliction
She looks herself over in the mirror
Looks deep into her eyes
She wonders how long she'll be here
Before she starts to cry
The sink drip-drops a rythm:
Ne.
Ver.
Un.
Der.
Stand.
And she swears she can hear him
As light catches pain in her hand
"I promised, I did, I, can't.." She chokes
As jagged as the words he spoke,
"I'm already scarring his perfect life,
I'm already scarred from a previous knife
So tell me what stops me, what ever did.
What is it about him, what never did
This isn't, by far, the best way to go
But this, this is all, this is all that i know..."
Finally tears make their shaking way out
She whispers 'I'm sorry'
And gently presses down
Author notes
The poem to the story. ['cause she's my other half.] :]
http://storywrite.com/story/68021
&&The usual don't worry note. [Grant Josh D.]
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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i love this poem, but only like the ending, i think it couldhave been better....
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wonderful
i really like it hunni. great job. miss you.
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BAy!! i miss you!! and only cuz i know you would never act on such thoughts am i not out in this snowstorm driving to your house. gosh i wish i could apparate!! anyway the poem was really good, i only hope you aren't too sad down there. if you need to, call, luv.
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