Walking along the cold sandy beach,
Small raindrops falling all around.
A cold blade clutched tightly,
A hard decision awaiting.
He wasn't there.
He broke our promise.
A lone sole tear rolling down a pale cheek
A cold blade gliding across red skin.
This is better,
shameless.
Blood stained the smooth sand,
As she lay down to rest forever.
Author notes
This was actually the first poem I ever wrote... A year or two ago... It's changed a little bit, though, but just a little tiny bit!
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