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May 2010
held within a withering heart
the blood begins to slowly start
flowin out of the open ****
as my images begin to flash

before my very eyes
my heart slows,
and begins to die
body trembling,
head spinning,
fighting the pain,
but now it's winning

blood begins to flow like the ocean
body numb, with no emotion
tears streamin like rain
now i feelΒ Β unsane

eyes shaking,
nothings clear
now i blame him,
cause he's not here

if he were sitting by my side
this poor girl would have never died
May 6th, 2010
Written by
Kasaundra Watta
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