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by Hope Blitz Aug 9, 2004 category : Sadness, depression / about death
You walk I'm , I'm standing there, scared and shocked, you stand and stare. my arms are dripping, in my own blood, it falls to the floor, in a puddle like mud. i have a knife up to my neck, i slit my throat, your life i wreck. you wake up cold, in tears and sweat, this is one nightmare, you'll never forget.
by Nicholas
Hey if you need someone to talk to, i know you don't know me but, I'm here. think of me as a guardian angel... You'll never meet me but you know somewhere out there I exist.