Holding a knife in her hand
Thinking what to do next
To cut, to slice, to stab it
or simply to curve Her feelings
into Her heart
to never forget
how it is
when She's so lost
Alone
Unable to cry
Just lying there
No title there,it's not really good but still comments would be appreciated
Full Version: Not a very good poem,but well....
Aww...I like it. 
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