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Nov 2014
Hot tears that fall,
filled with pain and hatred
My throat is tight like a noose,
Begging for my soul to be let loose
Of the Pain,
The fear
What am I doing here?
I should be embraced in your arms
So warm
So tight,
But right now, I doubt I will make it home tonight
The death-wrapped blade pierces my heart
Splattering the sidewalk with my ****** red art.
The shadow cracked a crooked smiled and reach into my pocket
Shuffling and searching, before putting its hand on my wallet.
With that, the shadow leaves, disappears into the dark night
Taking with him, my wallet... But also my life
I flutter my eyes as my heart pounds in my head
Slower
Slower
Slower
*Slow-
Written by
El  F/Canada
(F/Canada)   
592
   Erenn and SPT
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