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Looking out the window, at the dark cascading sky.
A tearing streaming down her cheek, she knew it was her time to die.
She wiped it away quickly looking at the ground.
Her eyes feeling with water...no one but her in her self-pitty around.
Looking at the above sky, looking at the stars, and praying to die.
She wrote on a note "This is my suicide."
She picked up the blade and began to cut.
She could only make it happen by luck.
Her soft pale skin, cold and weak.
Blood flowing from her wrist as she began to speak.
She held her tonuge, for the job is almost done.
The crimson drops hit the floor, followed by her tears.
The blade fell silently to the grounnd, looking around one last time, she put the gun to her head and said "This life isn't mine..."
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Crimson Drops

Contributed by addicted2selfharm on Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 10:23:22 AM in AEST
Topic: Suicide

Looking out the window, at the dark cascading sky.
A tearing streaming down her cheek, she knew it was her time to die.
She wiped it away quickly looking at the ground.
Her eyes feeling with water...no one but her in her self-pitty around.
Looking at the above sky, looking at the stars, and praying to die.
She wrote on a note "This is my suicide."
She picked up the blade and began to cut.
She could only make it happen by luck.
Her soft pale skin, cold and weak.
Blood flowing from her wrist as she began to speak.
She held her tonuge, for the job is almost done.
The crimson drops hit the floor, followed by her tears.
The blade fell silently to the grounnd, looking around one last time, she put the gun to her head and said "This life isn't mine..."

Copyright © addicted2selfharm ... [ 2004-12-03 10:23:22]
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Re: Crimson Drops (User Rating: 1 )
by pixie on Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 10:24:29 AM AEST
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a very well written suicide poem, very sad and filled with pain

pixie xx

Re: Crimson Drops (User Rating: 1 )
by Jishes_4_ever on Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 10:31:32 AM AEST
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wow... really good... very sad... great write...

hope to c more from u soon

~!*!~Jishes~!*!~

Re: Crimson Drops (User Rating: 1 )
by MMISS on Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 10:35:07 AM AEST
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great poem. chilling to the bones.

Re: Crimson Drops (User Rating: 1 )
by Overstated on Friday, 3rd December 2004 @ 12:43:25 PM AEST
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a lovely effort so full of saddness and emotion

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