out of anger

open door's

I shout you shout.

We fight,no one backs down.

You walk away I follow.

You turn into sharp pains and wet floors

only to see the knife in you

your blood on the floor as your soul leave your body

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The Author Notes/Comments

sectotion is one of the finest dark poems I have read in a while. Knives and blood - yeah! slc




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lol ok thanks guess 

Tongue Outlol ok thanks guess 

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