When The World Stops Spinning Poem by Death's Shadow

When The World Stops Spinning



The cold steel touchs my skin
and I shake in anticipation,
heart pounding in my chest.

Every minute I spent with you,
every harsh word spoken,
is replayed.

All of told me it's crazy.
All of you told me it's wrong.
But none of your lives
are broken beyond repair.
None of you understand how good it feels
when the world stops spinning out of control.

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