was holding the sharp blade,
from this morning to the obvious end.
was too blind to feel the sharp edge,
till it started to cut my vulnerable thread.
from the very first breath,
it started to carve my death.
in the deepens of my agony begin.
no later than the first step risen.
sudden death you gave me,
no time for remorse or guilt.
judgement cruel that you hate me,
never ending statement till you face me.
Selite:
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