her face was cold
her heart broken
to much pain in her life
could all be solved with a knife
She cried for help
but no one could hear
with this knife
her pain could disapear
her arms cut
dressed in black
with this knife
she could attacked
heart in pieces
everything wrong
with this knife
she could be gone
with out her mom
things couldnt be right
so with that knife
she saw her in the light
hey this is really good. i think you are very talented. but, yeah. email me some time. i hope you can check out some of my poetry
Sammey Cobain