Thank you. <3 Heres aother one from earlier in the year.
The rain threatens to fall from her eyes,
Never does it succeed,
Emotionless and empty,
Anything but sane,
Anything but happy,
Anyone but herself,
Crimson water drains from her veins,
Through the self inflected wounds,
No, not wounds;feelings,
Ones unexplainable,
Ones still masked,
Now open by the blade,
Secrets still kept beyond the surface of her skin,
Constant sting of ones cuts lets her know she's alive,
That this isn't all a terrible dream,
Literaly dieing to awake from,
Only to find that things will never change.
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Author of the month; December.
Last edited by Sazor; 10-07-2008 at 08:59 PM.
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