Her skin so pale, her hands so cold,
Beautiful and bright, or so she was told,
Those piercing green eyes,her thin little lips,
Fingers entirely chewed off at the tips,
The pale white arms which she kept at her side,
Were scarred for life, were unable to hide,
Then of course her striking pose,
Her mind abuzz and her long bony toes,
She sat one leg folded over the other,
Her soul and ody facing one another,
You could watch through her pupils and see her mind,
Rushing here, rushing there, entangled inside,
The same atmosphere in that hospital bed,
Was lost forever her spirit was dead,
Her legs became stiff, her eyes now hollowed,
Yet no one would've guessed that suicide would've followed.
Comments
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Great rhyming. I really like the ending. You write awesome poems! Xds-gX
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awsum man ashi
whyd u change niknak toes
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