Death Called My Suicide

by Good Enough   Jun 5, 2009


Damn the dead
Craters are filling
Poisoning fills the air
My head spinning

Rotting flesh everywhere
I'm all alone
As you, dying now
My heart is stone

Death is grabbing
Puncturing my soul
Rotting away
My body is cold

Standing here
My head raised
I pull that gun
My body obeys

Goodbye i whisper
I'll be with you, my dead
Goodbyes are never forever
If I only knew..

[bang]

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  • 15 years ago

    by Kimberley

    Wow. really amazing. i just love it. keep it up 5/5.