She wrote her goodbyes on a paper
Flimsy and smudged with tears
She didn't want to leave like this
But she had grown tired beyond her years.
So she picked up the blade
And sliced open her soul
And when all her pain drained out
She was finally whole.
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A POWERFUL POEM ELPHA ~ Freedom by blood letting ! Life happens "E" and sometimes the BLOODY BLADE is the only (and often final) answer. Thinking of you ~ Thanks for sharing ~ Your Friend BRIAN
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