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Ashley
Poems
Feb 2013
victim, myself
slit my wrists
and call me to the graveyard
nothings left
but for me to die
I can't breathe
the dirt is calling me down
my victim, myself
screams out in the night
I let it all go
the timing was just right
the water turned red
as my mind flowed away
I see nothing but darkness
all my past mistakes
not even death
can be my escape
This was a poem I dug up from quite awhile back... I like the flow, so I'm posting it.
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