Crystal Fuller Poems

Your sliver blade
Helping you make the world fade.
A line of crimson blood;
Your blood.
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You say we tried
Now we must say goodbye.
Tell me, what’s you definition of trying?
Goodbye, goodbye my dear friend
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What would I say?
I want forever with her...
I don’t want her to runaway!
I’m sorry, I don’t know what I’m doing...
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Can you hear them?
They linger in the lighting that’s dim.
They are the silent screams;
Of those like me.
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One last dream of rejecting your protective arms...
One last dream of harm...
One last dream of never changing...
One last dream of never being held...
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I am the metal cutting you wrist,
I do your bidding.
Even if I don’t understand your mind and its twist;
You cut while the world thinks you’re kidding.
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