Saddest TimesA Poem by Emmy CannonDo I dear, To see you there, With this sharp blade, covered in the reddest blood, Love, It's all you needed from these scars, Honey you've come to far, Honey you're dying, Please don't go, Stop lying Lord, She's not done, She will find love, Maybe in me? Can't you see.
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4 Reviews Added on October 27, 2014 Last Updated on October 27, 2014 AuthorEmmy CannonSt. Catharines, Ontario, CanadaAboutI'm a huge fan of writing and have been doing it for 10 years. I have so many ideas that I want to get out in the world! One day though I dream of becoming an author and hopefully with the support of .. more..Writing
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