dieing alive

By insanemonroe

He let the cold steel blade fall to the side

The open flesh let out a cry

A murmur a groan a call inside

the truth be told he was dieing alive

His pain, his fear was all abound

His soul, his love was nowhere to be found

A mumble, a gasp, a simple last breath

He fell to the floor and just bled to death



+[ so its not great but its what josh wanted ]+

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© 2008 katherinejackson/insanemonroe
Published on Tuesday, July 8, 2008.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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