Dimond Cross

Freshman - 606 Points (October 2 2000 (not yet dead) / Neenah, wisconsin, usa)

Saved And Stabbed - Poem by Dimond Cross

A stab in the heart, A stab in the had. My memory is fading like little grains of sand. My head is pulsing, my heart is beating. Everyone I love is fleeting. save my body, save my heart. My only escape is through my art.

Topic(s) of this poem: heart, memory


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 28, 2015



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