Bare Back Angel

Rookie (07/05/1994 / Las Vegas, Nevada)

Dont Hit The Floor - Poem by Bare Back Angel

The knife is at my neck.
Why don't you care?
The edge pressed hard against flesh.
The blade starts to bite.
The icy cold penetrates.
The crimson blood starts to flow.
The knife slips.
The blood flows faster.
Why don't you care?
All I wanted was you love.
But its too late.
You don't care.
You never did.
You didn't save me.
You don't miss me.
The blood flows too fast.
I start to fall.
You don't care.
And i don't hit the floor.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 27, 2012

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