How come?

by Clarise   Sep 18, 2010


Why did you cut so deep?
the knife so sharp,
razor teeth,
Why was there so much hate in your heart?
head high,
light feet,
you ran,
no fear,
into the bathroom,
that's the last time she was seen alive,
they found her body,
hanging over the edge of the tub,
blood running down the drain,
a scream on her tongue,
a smile on her lips,
her ash black hair matted with dried red,
that's the day...i was found dead.

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