by Sassy Jun 11, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
lost relationships
I bleed just to be with you,cry just to know I'm alive, make love to your voice as it guides me, You don't get it do you? I'm like a damn dog thats lost its damn way and I run back to you so soon your forgiven like the beatings never happened like my bruises don't exist.I cut at myself and scream so damn loud so that the focus is lost on the bruises. |