He's coming towards me,
I'm against the wall.
He has a knife,
My heart is in my throat.
He's coming closer,
I hold my breath.
He's by me now,
I see the blade.
It rises up,
I'm terrified.
The blade is coming towards me,
I close my eyes.
A piercing pain,
The last thing to hear is a laugh.
Losing blood,
Breath is shortening.
I feel numb.
I am gone.
He is not.
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This is in my FB notes, and I decided to put it on here because my friends liked it. :D :D
Er...I'm only good at depressing poems...I honestly don't think this is very good, but I don't care.
IF YOU TAKE THIS POEM I WILL GET GUMMY BEARS TO EAT YOUR HEADS! :)
