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Too late
By Broken Rose
Im not sure how I feel......
with such darkness creeping in at every turn.....
im losing my balance on this tightrope of life......
my sight is blurred with tears of blood.....
from my wrists in which i stained with red.......
its too late now to save myself........
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Copyright 2015 Broken Rose
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On Thursday, December 31, 2015, God Is In The Rain
(33)
wrote:
well composed and tragic... i like these poem very much :) it expresses feeling, known by many... but very few people are able to describe it... just please promise me that you will never actually fall... nor you will stain your wrist with crimson red... (or not again in case you actually did....) as very depressive person myself i'd like to tell you... ... It's never too late...
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On Tuesday, December 29, 2015, silentninja
(26) wrote:
this ticked the right boxes with me, I thankyou for this write.
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