Feb 2015
My best friend
Was there till the end
And never let me down
Her silver eyes
Hypnotized
Even six feet underground
With every slice, she whispered "More"
I bled so much, I collapsed on the floor
Becoming so very weak
People say beauty is on the inside
With every cut, I start to cry
Wishing the beauty could leak
Was there till the end
And never let me down
Her silver eyes
Hypnotized
Even six feet underground
With every slice, she whispered "More"
I bled so much, I collapsed on the floor
Becoming so very weak
People say beauty is on the inside
With every cut, I start to cry
Wishing the beauty could leak
I wrote this like 10 minutes ago, and showed it to my English teacher. She loved it and helped me name it. Thanks Mrs. Helseth
