Her escape

by niki   Dec 24, 2005


Shes holding that knife
tightly grasped in her hand
no1 can hear or yet see her pain
she always smiles
and she always laughs
always helps other with her every grasp
but she takes so much time on their problems
with out time for herself
her life has gone bliss
she left one little note
reading to her parents:
Dear mom and dad do not be sad
for I have yet to move on
take care of Little Mikey (her bro)
and tell my boy friend I loved him
tell my best friend to move on
and she was always my best bud!
tell all my friends that I'm alright
that noting has gone wrong... that this was my escape then all u see r drips of blood and smears of it left and with the last gasp u see i love u mom and dad wrote in her own blood

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