okay frist of all i made this poem on oct.3.07 so i am taking the advice now so dont get mad about it becuase my other poem i made today is not yet finished i will not post it up yet.enjoy!
poem-
i choose to end it all and as i make the last cut,the blade falls to the floor.i watch the blood seep through the wound as i weep in this silent hour.i fall to the floor in the puddle of blood,my vision gets blurred and i remember this world...as the thing that i hate.
note-if your going to make a ignorant comment you might as well not comment at all.also its not exactly like a poem and all but oh well.
poem-
i choose to end it all and as i make the last cut,the blade falls to the floor.i watch the blood seep through the wound as i weep in this silent hour.i fall to the floor in the puddle of blood,my vision gets blurred and i remember this world...as the thing that i hate.
note-if your going to make a ignorant comment you might as well not comment at all.also its not exactly like a poem and all but oh well.


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