Laura Breidenthal Poet Lyric

The Death of You

Wrote this back in middle school, sitting at the piano. 
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Save me I’m drowning,
Six feet below
Helplessly falling,
 Into the darkness we know

All the life begins to drain,
Wrists are painted red with shame
Die from what I’m dreaming of,
From the death of my love

Standing by your stone, 
Whispers bleed through
Standing here alone,
Thinking of you

All the life begins to drain,
Wrists are painted red with shame
Die from what I’m dreaming of,
From the death of my love

Take my life and take my hand!
Please! Just try and understand
All that I am going through,
From the death of you…

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Hgarvey Daniel Esquire December 19, 2011 at 10:44 PM Dear Laura, Superb Write, I feel YOUR Pain I Lost The LOVE of my Life My Wife on Our Everlasting Day; Our Wedding Day YOU must feel when YOUR "Standin here alone Thinking of YOU" that YOU are never Alone YOUR LOVE's LOVE will Always be in YOUR Heart I feel a bond with YOU After Reading this Masterpiece Soup Mail Reply LOVE ALWAYS and FOREVER, YOUR Liege... Harry I am Tired and am going to bed See YOU tomorrow LOVE YOU...Harry

Jessica Vh July 2, 2011 at 7:32 PM Wow, this is impressive...even without knowing you were so young when writing it. I loved, "Wrists are painted read with shame." In middle school, I was sent to the counselor for writing like this =) I enjoy reading your poetry, and thanks for commenting on mine!