She waits in the darkness until her final hour
Then she dashes onward to meet her bloody fate
She sits still as salty tears fall from her empty eyes
She calls into the night air this will be my last breath
Without hesitation she takes the knife laying so quietly beside her and
thrusts it into her throat


*sorry this poem is really short.. when i was on vacation last summer and i
couldn't talk to any of my friends one night i went outside and wrote
this poem on my cell phone so yeah*


 
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