It flows in pools
Stains my shirt
I'm in pain
I'm hurt
The weapons still there
Going deeper and deeper
As I lie
Just waiting there to die
She is gone
Somewhere scheming again
I can still see that evil
Standing over my head
One...two....
I count the seconds going by
Three...four...five...
I take my final breath and I di...
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Hollow Thoughts
PoetryPoems without titles only meaning. Not all poems are true. It's honestly so cringe-worthy.
