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More poems by Broken_heart101
Knifes
Sharp and deathly
They stab and pierce my waiting soul
I'm ready
Or so i think
I have no meaning anymore
Stab away ghost
You're only doing me a favor
Do you understand that I'm to dead already to care?
I lay in bed with the knife
And I cut
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