Overly Wrecked


My Plan - Poem by Overly Wrecked

I stare into space
as I turn my plan
over and over
in my head
wrists will be slit
blood will be spilt
a note
and the body
of a seemingly normal
teenage girl
will be found
in a pool of blood
with the knife
by her side.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 30, 2011



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