ThinkA Poem by Suicidal Slow-Mo<3
She Sits To Think,
Think about everyone. Everyone that [left] her, Everyone that [hurt] her, Everyone that [broke] her. She Sits To Think,
Think about cutting her wrists, Slicing them open, Letting all life from her body leave, Spill onto the floor beneath her. She Sits To Think,
Think about the people she has yet to meet, The joy she has yet to feel, The LOVE she has yet to receive. She Sits To Think, that [her] life has more meaning to it than a slice of the wrist.
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1 Review Added on December 19, 2011 Last Updated on December 19, 2011 AuthorSuicidal Slow-Mo<3Depew, OKAboutHi, my name is Chante'. I'm from the small town of Depew, Ok. I am most passionate about music and art but music is a form of poetry. I love hard rock and screamo music. It speaks to me most of all th.. more..Writing |