Blades
the thought rushes through my mind
Slice
the only friend is the blade, my own kind
Blood
drops to the floor
can't no one seal this unearthly door?
Dieing
Is it not a stage of life
Love
Is only a lie to get you to the knife
Friends
there never there until the end
Lies
I have one conclusion one opinion to lend
Knowing
when to stop is different then when you should
Stop
Doesn't mean you could...
