Emotional swords

by Mŀ©ЙЄŁŁЄ   Jul 24, 2005


Emotional swords slash my soul,
and now the pain takes control,
i think about you,
i think about me,
i think about the way it used to be,
i need a bottle,
i need some pills,
i need a friend,
i need some thrills,
a shoulder to cry on,
a freind to depend on,
when life gets rough,
i don't give a F U C K!

*michelle*

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