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by Triumph Aug 16, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Slitting wrists and destroying lives, sending mass murder in by hives, suicide snatches away their souls, sinking tusks from a heard of trolls. Open eyes, conscience minds, pulling their life right out of their spines, tears wash away any thought of hope. When the blood starts dripping; no one can know, keeping the thought to yourself; can you really take that blow? You tell yourself, you gotta get through this, you say its nothing only a light mist, don't worry and don't throw a fit, keep in mind; don't do it.Please Comment and rate! =D