The Chrome Poem by Ravens Bud
The Chrome
My knife
Its sharp, and chrome.
Dare I touch it?
To taste the sweet crimson?
Or instead should I thrust it?
Into my enemies,
My friends,
My life...
Its all getting too much.
The world is closing in around me,
Closer, Closer.
Shall I stay or shall I go?
Only the chrome will decide.
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death,life
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