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Miranda
Poems
Jul 2013
Never Waking up...
sitting here all alone...
No one to hold me tight.
As the frowning comes,
the tears appear...
the razor comes out...
I notice, its clean
no blood, no skin, nothing
my wrist is scar free
my body, soul, and mind aches
not for sure what's going on...
I pull my sleeves up.
put the razor on my skin,
waiting for someone to care.
I pull the razor up,
watching the blood poor.
feeling slightly light headed,
I close my eyes.
never opening them again.
any ideas, comment and ill work on fixing them... No I don't try to rhythm, I am all free verse.
Written by
Miranda
paoli, indiana
(paoli, indiana)
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