Little Words!A Poem by Darkest RoseSickening sadness, Pitying pain, Malicious madness, Each of these things, So big, So strong, All bring about, My death. I may be alive, Walking, And talking, But inside I'm dying, From these big horrid things. Inflicted upon me, By myself and you, Bring around my death, And yours to! You wish to stop it, You wish for it to end, Well give me a hand, And bring around my end. Pick up the word knife, Stab me through the heart, End my small life, With your little little words!
© 2011 Darkest RoseAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on August 21, 2011 Last Updated on August 21, 2011 AuthorDarkest RoseIrelandAboutHi...Well I love writing,mainly poetry and sometimes short story's,I love walking in the woods during the summer and the spring it sometimes gives me idea's for writing.I mainly base my poetry on thin.. more..Writing
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