or sign in with e-mail
by HidinVictim Apr 19, 2008 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I've never felt this way Hands twitching for my blade, My soul I would trade For my sexy silver blade, See I left him at home But now I'm feeling alone, My soul I would trade For my sexy silver blade, So he can make his list Of shame across my wrist, Right on the vein he fits Long, slow slits As crimson drips Its the floor I hit I have no soul to miss Thanks to my sexy silver blade working on personification and i would love some advise thank you!!