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deaths call
By insanemonroe
Slicing open the flesh she felt a sudden chill
She closed her eyes and felt the red ambrosia spill
A great euphoria beyond belief
Feeling to her as a sweet relief
A sign she was still alive that she could still feel
That she was a being, truly real
It soaked her sleeves and covered the floor
She moaned, the pain felt good she wanted more
The razorblade clenched in her hand, she let it fall
She would wait another day to hear deaths call
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© 2008 KatherineJackson/insanemonroe
Published on Monday, May 12, 2008.
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A former member wrote:
To overcome these feelings that hold such poems back is true power. Your poem was really powerful. Great work and keep writing out these wonderful poems and words.
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A former member wrote:
I like it, especially the second line. Great write.
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