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by DarknessInMySoul Jan 24, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / other
Stab my heart and let me go, Let the blood flow and flow, puddling on the darkened floor, she couldn't do this anymore. Overdosing and alcohol, helped her get through it all, then one day that all changed, the door locked and keys clanged. Watching with vacant eyes, She slowly painfully dies, Next comes the blade, and then she paid. Ending her life on the bloodied floor, knowing she was right to the core, vision blackens, telephone rings, she finally got her angel's wings.