Completly TogetherA Poem by victoria
i sit
alone. with the knife in my hand. drag it across my arm the familiar path watch the crimson red liquid melt down my arm. i sit in front of the mirror i see my reflection a face with large, dead eyes staring back squinting, hoping to catch a glimpse of hidden happiness. a face only begging to be pretty to be loved and i lay on the floor and a tear hits the tile so cold and i breathe...... struggle to breathe, wish i could stop breathing. ...... the last drops of blood are washed away the scars will never be found but i remain sitting breathing, yet a lifeless soul pleading to be taken away watching this scheme ive sewn together fray at the edges i try to put it back together, was it ever completely together? © 2010 victoriaReviews
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Added on January 9, 2010Last Updated on January 9, 2010 AuthorvictoriaAboutFREE HUGS CAMPAIGN.....PLEASE WATCH THIS? :] http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vr3x_RRJdd4 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ live like your dying. everyone needs a hug sometimes. g.. more..Writing
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