17 Aug, 2013 04:50 PM
As I sit here 
and watch the black
scratch against the white.
I think of a love 
that was lost and 'lorn
and tears fall to the paper
I write:

"Do not grieve for me
My Love.
You will remain with me forever.
I am very sorry 
for the things I have done.
None can forgive
and forget, 
For what has to be 
will be done."

I cry as the glisten of
the blade is placed 
against my wrist.
As the red mixes 
With the black
I whisper 
"Death is my only salvation.
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Denice "Nee~Cee" Davidson says:
24 Sep, 2013 06:48 AM

Love it!!!!

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