Sitting alone she thinks.
Her beating heart reminding her that she's alive.
Terribly she wished it would stop.
Bring an everlasting happiness along with it.
No one understood why she wanted death so badly.
Life haunted her everyday while death promised sweet ecstasy.
He told her to trust him.
Take his hand and everything will be alright.
She smiled with tears in her eyes, "Yes, I'll go with you." she said.
She smiled his evil smile and she walked away with him.
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My Poetry
PoetryA bunch of poems. All are mine. I don't write poetry much but when I do, it's here.
