Through this blade
of shinny metal embraces
Everything i feel
There might not be a reason
to why there are blood stains
On my heart of steel
Nothing will take me
From my feelings of you
Always being on my mind
No matter what i go through
When I take that blade
And slide it accross
Blood seeping out
Yet nothing being lost
Always having you
No matter what has to come
My wrist will heal
The scars are just my cost
Pleasure of beating
Death once again once more
Never will i cry
When my happyness never soars
Just as long as I have the memory
Of what once made me smile.
Not quite finished yet, give me sum ideas though
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Beautiful, I like how you write this sad and dark piece while still making the point of there at one time being happiness...I think because she once had happiness- it kind of portrays a sense of hope to the reader. Well written!
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thanks this is how i was feeling one day and i just started writting.......
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