(THIS IS NOT A EMO POEM THIS WAS WRITTEN YEARS UPON YEARS AGO........dO NOT GIVE CREDIT TO THE EMOS biggrin ...BAAADDDDEMMMOOOOSSSS HAHA LOLJK)
A death is to be regretted
As the blade goes in,
I begin to cry,
Im sitting here bleeding,
Why wont I die,
I wish for death,
To come my way,
And hurry fast,
for i cannot wait,
Im bleeding here upon my body,
getting all dazed and confused,
why cant this be any more quicker,
For here comes the new day,
But i cant stop but i dont want,
people to see me wasted away,
onto the floor where i lay upon,
and all the memories that must fade.
Cheyenne Greenhalgh ©
DoWn At FrAgGlE rOcK iS iN hIbErNatIoN
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