poemage

Nov 23, 2003 19:04

Found this while sorting through some stuff. Was written a long while ago but is still a favorite of mine.

She shall write a message
Carve it with a twist
She shall use a razor blade
To engrave it upon her wrist
And as she carves this message
A river shall appear
And as this river flows
Her troubles disappear
The blade in her hand is glimmering
Shining in the light
The blade in her hand is glittering
Yet another object catches her sight
It's sitting upon the table
Her tears are finally shed
She replaces the blade with a pen
And writes out her troubles instead
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