Death Is A Sweeter Sound Poem by megan watts
Death Is A Sweeter Sound
The sharpness back in my hand
Cant say I've done this in a while
Do I take it to my wrist
And let it bleed, just let it be vile
The light reflecting off it
So silver and bright
Do I dare?
For I no longer care
Right now
Death Is A Sweeter Sound
Friday, February 3, 2006
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