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Oct 2015
An Angel of Life,
Walks through the night
Bladed weapon and an offer
To leave it all behind

She came to me....
She came for me....

She looked into my eyes,
It was no surprise
That they were wide with fear
Coz' I didn't wanna die

She spoke to me....
She talked to me...

"Honestly who would care,
If you died?
You've got an inner demon
And he feasts on your insides"

She showed me....
She handed me....

Her bladed weapon,
A rather sharp knife
I was to draw it across my throat
And let my throat bleed out my life

She tempted me....
She tempted me....

I switched my grip,
And threw it away
"Maybe some day I'll die
But that day isn't today"

She looked at me....
And I realized...

She was testing me,
Tempting me,
To give up
My right to breathe

She was testing me,
Tempting me....

She was testing me,
Tempting me,
To give up
My right to breathe

Toying with me....
Playing with me....

She looked into my eyes,
And faded away
I know another day that
I will speak with her again

She freed me,
Released me.....
Sweet victory...
She tested me.....

An Angel of Life,
Walks through the night,
Bladed weapon and an offer
To leave it all behind

She tempted me....
Tested me....
This is actually a song, but I thought you could read it as poetry. Enjoy, and thanks for the 885 views, so close to 1000! Thanks for the support
Viseract
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Viseract  23/Trans Female/Adelaide
(23/Trans Female/Adelaide)   
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   --- and Sumina Thapaliya
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