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by Black_Roses   Jul 28, 2005


Love me and remember what I lived for
I lived only for the blood and gore
Live is only an hourglass glued to the table
You took to long to find a label
So I sliced my wrists
Yea I was put on your death list
I might be running from my fears
While I am blinded by tears
The blood that’s dripping
From my life that is slowly slipping
I am going commit
And my life here has a limit
Cut short from my pain
It is driving my insane
I have blood on my skin
That’s dripping with sin
Will you still love me after I die?

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  • 19 years ago

    by Emily

    good poem keep it up and check out some of mine if ya can!!!!

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