Biography of Blanche Hardin
Blanche Hardin Poems
According To Death
My Murder Scene
I'Ll Be Truely Honest
Once more you tell me lies, As my love for you dies. Why can't you be honest with me, When I tried to be.
Do You Remember
Pain remembered and Love forgotten. Hearts broken
The Following Memory
Captivated and drowned in blood, After such pain memories flood. These following tears, These following dreams.
The Perfect Death
When you come to a conclusion, That says it all; To want it enough to break their fall. The thought it took,
The Worse Curse
Remember this, Remember it now. From what life's taken, What curse that life has shaken.
Their blood will be spilled, Unto this I promise you. You will feel no guilt nor sorrow, But only joy and relieved from their cruelty.
Tragedy After Sorrow
Tragedy is only the beginning, Love is the ending. While tragedy leading. When love is defending,
To remember nothing more, Then what lies before. A choice you made, That let his life fade.
What Lies Behind
You can lie, You can cry, and you can probably deny. Still inside you want to die.
When Death Is Only.......
When screams were heard, Not seen. When blood spattered was seen, Not heard.
Where He Left Off
The fear of crying, The fear of dying. The heart-broken truth caught him lying. His love wasn't true,
Why Did You Even Care?
Look what you've done, It doesn't seem right. Look what you've broken, Is this how it ends in the night.
Why Me? , Why This?
Beyond this peircing pain,
Of cutting my vein,
What can I do? ,
Besides loving you.
A little more I get weaker,
Pouring his blood in a beaker.
the drinking of blood makes me stronger,
What I've wanted takes longer.
Love is what I'm far from,
Hating you until it is done.