She is gone

by Jackielynn   Oct 7, 2006


Every cut tells a story of how a girl couldn't stand her self anymore. she chose to cut and cut she did, she let herself cry crimson tears all over the floor and let herself be free and fly high above the sky. she will be missed by why be sad everyone's little girl wouldn't be hurt by the face of evil anymore. she had written her note and she said goodbye and told them not to cry and not to forget that it wasn't there fault that it was her choice to pick up the knife and not put it down till she was dead. so she bidding her far well and said bye ad she ended her life on that very special night.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Lutu

    So sad.. love the poem!