No love is what I was told
A knife what can mold
A dark room with no scream
With a faded gleam
I walk to the knife and picked it up
Drank poison through a cup
I aim the knife at my heart
Said my last word before I part
With the blade going through the skin
I knew this was the biggest sin
when I drew the blade out
No Love can doubt
Blankless stare to the sky
I realize my mind said love is a lie
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A contest entry
- Beauty, Tragedy, Etcetera by MessedupMarionette.
700 points, ended November 17, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
This was a true story bout me before someone helped me before the poison
Comments
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love the first line! love your rhymes. Great story love it ! great poe
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sad. but very expressive. i love the way it flows.
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awe dark this is sad ~she frowns~ I thank who ever helped you before the poison because you are a really cool guy to be around and fun to rp with. please keep it up!
yours truely
Kyo
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its good i like it
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