Knife

A Poem by Edward

how I feel when friends betray me

The knife was black
It stabbed my back
caked in mud
It spilled my blood
Now I lay my head to weep
It stained my soul now I can't sleep

© 2014 Edward

Author's Note

I Know It's kinda dark but that just how I feel sometimes

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Wow! i am so sorry! this is a great poem but its so sad!!! anytime you need a friend to talk to about anything you message me ok?

Posted 10 Years Ago

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Added on April 11, 2014
Last Updated on April 11, 2014

Author

Edward

plato, MO

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I am 17 and I try to write whenever I can. im an energetic person most of the time ;) also a social outcast with barley a friend and lots of enemy's more..

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