Compartment 114
Compartment 114
Charlie
Fly the plane
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A Poem by Blaze
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This is not mine, however i wanted to share it

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Go to sleep and close your eyes, and dream of broken butterflies, that tore their wings against a thorn, you know the pain they've endured.

 

Silver metal shine so bright, scarlet blood that feels so right, dream of that blood,

trickling down, and wake up just before you drown.

 

The moonlight shining off your tears, as you bleed out the worst of your fears, so

tonight when you start to cry whisper the cutters lullaby:

 

Hushabye baby your almost dead, you don't have a pulse and your pillow is red,

 

Your family hates you, your friends let you bleed, sleep with a knife cuz its all

that you need.

 

Rockabye baby broken and scarred, you never knew life would be this hard.

 

Time to end the pain you hid so well and down you'll come baby, straight back to

hell!!!!!

 

 

© 2013 Blaze


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Blaze
Not my work, a unknown authors work but i wanted to share it

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I Love this poem.. I didn't write it but it reminds me of a very close friend.. Thanks and i hope someone reads it (:

Posted 11 Years Ago



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Blaze
Blaze

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Hey, I'm Leah, I've always had trouble expressing myself, i often don't know how to speak but writing helps me do so, and so does music, and this is me just trying to find myself... Somewhere, when.. more..

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A Poem by Blaze