Suicide from Another

An exceptional blade I encountered had me gripping her immediately.

Such a tall, slim, mesmerizing, and acute gem that had me stunned.

Care and love each day I had given to this blade as it grew sharper.

Despite the times when it pricked and carved into my skin,

I turned my anger into love and embraced it even tighter until...

The day when my blade had pierced my heart from behind.

As I dropped onto the ground I wondered how could this be?

All my love was poured into this blade and it returned me with pain.

Soon I realized that I was not injured from behind because,

It was I who picked up that knife and stabbed myself in the chest.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Guess I just decided to write this about a girl I was seeing at the time. Everyone knows how that is :)

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