Without Me
I look up and see
What exactly life is like,
Without me.
A girl, another
Taking my spot
In the world.
Intertwined in
Arms of yours
I see her smile,
That smile of mine.
Like an icy pick
The kill is nice,
The kill is quick.
Like a dagger
Through my chest.
Finally my time to rest
With your dagger
Through my chest.
Copyright © Sienna Muniz | Year Posted 2010
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