December 7, 2010
By HollyGNann BRONZE, Auburn, California
HollyGNann BRONZE, Auburn, California
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The knife thrusts into my back
You holding the blade tightly
I would’ve never expected you
But you ever so slightly, snuck your way into my life
The traitor never detected,
Alarm must have been faulty
For I willingly let you in
Now here I lay
Knife wound in my back, vacancy sign in my heart
Never expecting to end up this way.
Next time I know not to be so foolish
and never trust a man holding a blade.

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