Saved And Stabbed Poem by Dimond Cross

Saved And Stabbed



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.

Wednesday, October 28, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: heart,memory
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Dimond Cross

Dimond Cross

Neenah, wisconsin, usa
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