
Whose knife is that? I think I know.137Please respect copyright.PENANApHOM10eC08
Its owner is quite sad though.137Please respect copyright.PENANA9IBauQ9mfx
It really is a tale of woe,137Please respect copyright.PENANAXrgym232dW
I watch her frown. I cry hello.
She gives her knife a shake,137Please respect copyright.PENANAbSME86pCff
And sobs until the tears make.137Please respect copyright.PENANA3S2mKf33qj
The only other sound's the break,137Please respect copyright.PENANAYFP7aPFWE7
Of distant waves and birds awake.
The knife is gray, bloody and deep,137Please respect copyright.PENANAy16k2Rs6vZ
But she has promises to keep,137Please respect copyright.PENANAqx4IecC0VI
Until then she shall not sleep.137Please respect copyright.PENANAdYNaMYqR8x
She lies in bed with ducts that weep.
She rises from her bitter bed,137Please respect copyright.PENANAFlEAuaBYdf
With thoughts of sadness in her head,137Please respect copyright.PENANAVlR4Swh3Cn
She idolises being dead.137Please respect copyright.PENANAOf1UOC0NNA
Facing the day with never ending dread.