The blade

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The blade

I feel the coolness as i touch my skin to the blade,
It goes in easily as my thoughts slowly fade.
I can feel the stinging pain getting stronger,
I hold in all my tears until i cant take it any longer.
Soon drips of my salty tears are filling my eyes,
Now i cant help but to cry away my pride.
I start to slowly pull it out,
It hurts so much i want to shout.
I look at the bloody one,
Oh no what have i done?

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redbloodink commented on The blade

11-28-2009

a lot of strong feelings in this work.... I hope you work out the pain because you have a lot too gain in life... With your talent that I see in just this one I have read..... I think that you captured they way many feel and have felt in and about life... Great job .......

Poetry is finer and more philosophical than history; for poetry expresses the universal, and history only the particular.

Aristotle (384 BC-322 BC) Greek philosopher.

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