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Knife (Free verse) by Alyssa91

Knife That knife you have Cuts so deep But I didn't know it Would cut me I was nieve when I believed you When you said You would never leave You lied to me When I asked Do you love me The knife was rusted When I touched it The cut grew infected When you tried to heal it I grow weak As you grow strong Its the way you wanted It to be When I try to heal You come back again Your always looking For a medician ease your mind You shed my blood To clear your mind And when your done You leave me Bleeding on the ground And you stop coming around

Robert K Foster 29-May-03/10:30 AM
what is a medician?
Otherwise I liked it. somewhat sexual, somewhat angst-ridden.




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