Silent Killer

by Smeagol   Jan 25, 2005


It hurts, It crys, The silent Sighs. Blood and murder, makes you shudder. To think this is my life, just the drugs and the knives. Love has never shown. Just myself and I'm alone. But secretly I'm dying. my whispers echoing. Reminding you, I'm just a memory you cant erase. My steady pace, Moving more Gracefully Falling so free.

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