Little Cathy, cry not!
I've already seen
your scars
And the blood
from them is so warm
A time's coming
and when it's right,
you'll rest in a darker place
for you to not bleed anymore
or merely cry.
by dmg makaveLi wrLd, 2000.
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dmg makaveLi wrLd (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: death's gonna encounter a certain soul just as it has knocked on my silly Cathy's doors.
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