In the bath
The water tainted with blood
Know one
Came
You waited for
Some one
But No one
Showed
You cried
As you painted the
Last stroke on your
Canvas
Music plays as
You sleep
The Eternal rest
Your last thought
It ironic that You died
~•~•~The day you were born~•~•~
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YOU ARE READING
Am I okay?
PoetryJust read it It's probably not your thing so be reckless and read the unthinkable and unmentionable #411 in the ranks
