
A poem for a friend... that almost wasn't
Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 89 - Reviews: 3 - Published: 11-09-05 - id: 2045349
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Need
Thoughts that plague me
Imaginations that fool me
The blood stains his wrist he cries out
The pain courses throughout his body
Memories of failure drain him
The blood stains his chest he cries out
He feels alone
He craves the love that he never had
Blood stains his legs he cries out
He got his wish
He forever cries out
As a beckon to all those who care to listen
To live life for all it's worth
Because he made the choice
To end his short
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