7 Days of Death, by honesty_kills
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Day one
a sleepless night
with a restless soul
something is not right.
Day two
a feeling of regret
for something unknown
guilt and tears come fast.
Day three
shes cutting herself
trying to get away
from her self created developed hate.
day four
dark circles line her eyes
shes losing her voice
beginning to fall away
Day five
dried blood occupies the corners of her mouth
shes beaten by an invisible killer.
the worst is yet to come.
Day six
she can no longer scream, her voice is lost
her ankles are broken to keep her from running
her life is swiftly killing her.
Day seven
shes lying on the floor
tears stain her pale cheeks like paint
she can only think of her goodbyes. |
Posted: 2005-03-09 00:58:04 UTC |
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