Shylah Clarissa Turcotte
Shylah Clarissa Turcotte Poems
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Rain rain go away,
Because of you the pain will stay.
Slit my throat, cut my heart out
Leave me here tear it apart.
Poison tears stream down my face,
My heart beats at a steady pace.
As I try to stand again,
Alone and standing in the rain.
Love is death, and death is you
Its pain stains like a black tattoo
I hate you, Like I hate my life
But love is what cuts like a knife.
Crimson blood streams down my head,
Like long silk ribbon tied by a thread.
To a platinum bullet, A hole in my skull,
Now i'm just a memory that's faded and dull.
If my heart was a beggar
Would you toss crumbs of affection?
If my soul was lost
Would you give it directions?
If my days were numbered
Would you sit and hold my hand?
If my eyes filled with tears
Would you try to understand?