My Death

by lostdeadkid   May 15, 2005


My life is a lie,
nothing but darkness,
i call my death,
to rest my bones and soul to be delivered,
ill be dost with poison to be in sickness,
now your killing me slowly,
not even knowing,that my bloody wrist is showing,
i stare at you closely,
asking why me,
i scream in pain,
as my tears of blood is dripping,
its coming to an end,
i get on my knees crying,
begging for mercy,
as my blood is spilling,
an screaming in pain,
going to the gates of hell,
as ravens flow in the darkness above,
so i guess this is my last good bye,
now that you killed me.

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