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Crimson crush!
Howling wind and a dark night,
Faltering footsteps heading right,
Slow and cold the feeling seeps,
Lonely and naive my soul weeps.
Beaming with a wide smile,
Seeming mine for a mile,
Spreading his arms wide,
My friend hugs me aside.
Thick and strong it once flowed,
Weak looks my head now bowed,
Bitter and sweet it smells ripe,
Sliced through with a swipe.
Wild and mean is a mind fickle,
Ripped through with a sickle,
Me as a person still bold,
Wait for life to lose its hold,
Drifting away from life's hoop,
Awaiting death as my eyelids droop,
Recall happy days with a grin,
Tears trickle down my chin.
None is left of all my life,
Nor i hold any grudge rife,
Expect your arms large and warm,
Like a lone bee away from the swarm.
#WritcoPoemPrompt78
Have you ever been in danger? A life and death situation? Write a poem about the feeling of hurting yourself really bad.
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