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. 

  • Author: elphaba993 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 2nd, 2016 00:05
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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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