Saturday, 30 April 2016

The fall

From inside the wooden shelf,
she took out her diary old.
with a sharp stainless blade,
she slit her wrist and veins.
Onto the pages of her diary,
blood dropped and soaked.
From a tiny bottle afront her,
she took a sup of drink.
Deep inside her betrayed veins,
The fall cyanide dropped.

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