her sad story

her sad story

A Poem by morbid

she sat alone,

her blood ran cold.

she wasnt good enough,

or so she's been told.



she's tried so hard,

and gave it her best.

but soon she would do the wrong,

and put her soul to rest.



her tears ran dry,

her eyes turned red.

she wasnt scared anymore,

it was soon that she bled.



it was a sad story,

she had stopped trying.

because of what they said,

she will soon be dying

© 2008 morbid


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Added on May 1, 2008

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morbid
morbid

small town, PA



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hey im shawnie. i do go by morbid also. which ever u wanna call me is fine. umm i have a beautiful baby girl. shes almost 4 months now. shes my world and has my heart. i love to write and take pictur.. more..

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heartbreak heartbreak

A Poem by morbid