Death Of A Suicidal Lover Poem by Kyle Jones
Death Of A Suicidal Lover
Arm in arm,
Nearly frozen,
Her heart pulses harm,
Like the night his was stolen,
Blood-red, black beneath
Like the starlight, her loveless blood ran cold,
Cutting into the wrists he used to hold
He held the raft
But she grabbed the anchor,
He saw it was his love, the weight that sank her.
The love they'd never show
Look who's still breathing
But you should also know
He's now the one bleeding
It's deep and catches me off guard. Such strong emotions, it's an AMAZING piece. I loved it.. Keep up the good work. -Trysta
I really love love, , this poem. And i enjoy reading all of your writings. You are so talented and bound to go far my larrrvelly: -) luvs it! !
woooow! beautiful! really, your words are so passionate, and flow together so well!
wow your really good... thats really deep but good and really sad...! !
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/19/2024 4:24:13 AM # 1.0.0.1119
thats deep. i can somehow relate.10