brytne bloom

Suicide #2

I drew another line today,
But I cut a little deep.
The blood dropped on the floor,
And made puddles at my feet.

I drew a line like yesterdays,
And it was too extreme.
My wounded heart was finaly freed,
As the blood made a tiny stream.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Poem Edited: Friday, January 7, 2011

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