Is it an illusion again?

by ash-da-bunnie   Jun 27, 2005


A razor blade against my throat
a bullet to my brain
a knife against my wrists
another slice in my veins

Poison running through my blood
internal bleeding causing a flood
a hand covering my mouth
so much pain i can't even shout

Fire against my eyes
this is the conclusion of lies
a rope around my neck
I'm the dieng queen,picked from the deck

The gates are open
ma name is whats spoken
this is were i feel i belong
something I've been waiting for so long

Now i Finlay rest
the feeling has left my chest
now more pain i feel
I'm hoping this time that this is for real!!!

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