Dying inside
Bloody thoughts filling the mind
Close the door
Blood on the floor
The demons taking control
Making a bright soul dull
Turning memories sour
With each passing hour
Extinguished by the dark
Was her life's spark
-A.S
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Another Tragic Story
PoetryA collection of the thoughts and feelings I'm too afraid to share. These words are things I see, hear, taste, and feel. These are the words of my life on a page, this is the tragedy I see.
