BeautifulA Poem by Tay
Shaking hands know no sorrow
There is never a promised tomorrow The blade moves across the skin Nothing is a better win Close your eyes and take a breath I can't see a sweeter death Worry spreads across your face Your skin feels soft like lace Slowly I can feel the blade I've never been a darker shade Even in the dark of night You are always such a beautiful sight. © 2013 Tay |
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1 Review Added on January 21, 2013 Last Updated on January 21, 2013 AuthorTayFairbanks, AKAbout25. Full time student. Full time employee. Married to my job. Trying to write my first book. more..Writing
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