What You'Ve Done Poem by Molly O'Shaunessy

What You'Ve Done

Rating: 4.0


She paints a lovely picture
But here's the shocking twist
The paintbrush is a razor
And the canvas is her wrist
Don't you see
What you've done to me?
You caused me to die.
To take my own life.
I lived in pain
And now so will you
For what you've done
Don't you see
What you did to me?
Just look on the arm
Of my dead body

Wednesday, March 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Khairul Ahsan 18 March 2014

The first four lines stand out. I wish you wrote on happier things of life.

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V P Mahur 18 March 2014

Dear Molly, deep and sorrowful poem. Thanks!

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Chuy Amante 12 March 2014

A cold crash landing! I love it! ! ! bravo, more!

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Colleen Courtney 12 March 2014

I find the first four lines captivating. Nice job!

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