not sure where this came from...


Knife

I'm shaking
I'm breaking
You're taking
What I'm making

I'm pleading
I'm bleeding
You're feeding
On my needing

It's shocking
Stop mocking
You're locking
Out my knocking

I'm crying
I'm dying
You're lying
I'm not buying

You're slaying
You're playing
I'm saying
I'm praying
You'll be paying
For betraying
me.





Poetry by Aurora
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Written on 2009-01-03 at 06:45

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Sun.Moon.Stars.Rain
LOVE this style, i've used it once before but not nearly this skillfully...wonderful write! and yeah, i know what you mean as far as not knowing where it came from...that happens to me too...
2009-01-04


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2009-01-03


Amna Ehsan
Smart write, cool!
regards
2009-01-03