- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Suicidal (lost soul)
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The blood flows like a river pouring from her wrist.
She does not care what will become of her, and waits.
Her color grows paler, and still she does nothing.
She is ready to die and will not stop the flow. The blood pools on the carpet.
She knows she is damn.
She cares not where she goes.
Just end the pain.
Many times she tried to work is out.
Only to end up on the same thing.
Her cries in the dark go unanswered.
Silence is all she hears now, as her soul slips quietly away.
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