sicker sicker quicker quicker
blood spilt on the floor
close the door lock it tight
pray you'll never make it through the night
eyeliners ruined
white dress now red
really did you think no one would miss you when your dead
you feel dizzy now, alittle cold you are starting to wonder what you would've looked like when you had grown old
the drops is now a puddle red and wet filled with life
no turning back its what you wanted...right?
you start to sob you did the job and you feel the darkness come
your skin is pale you close your eyes and fell to your demise
oh did someone ever tell you all those rumors were all lies?
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I think you should change some of the words which could
possibly make the poem better, the idea and the story,
the way it went and all, I think its another great poem.
I love it.