Death is cold <br />Death is above <br />But sometimes <br />Death is love. <br /> <br />Blood glistens <br />Like the morning dew <br />Blood comes out <br />Because of you. <br /> <br />Razors shine <br />In the pure white light, <br />Razors sharp <br />Perfect for flight. <br /> <br />Fallen Angel cuts <br />Fallen Angel bleeds <br />She stands alone <br />He's all she needs. <br /> <br />Fallen Angel screams <br />Fallen Angel cries <br />She can fly no more <br />So instead, she dies.<br /><br />Kelsey Joe<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-perfect-suicide/
