Stupid Mistake

by Angelkisses386   Nov 9, 2005


It scrapes, it cuts, it frees my soul
I bleed, I cry, I've already paid the toll

It scratches, it grinds, it makes me free
I scream, I shout, I'm doing it now, see?

It breaks, it hurts, it leaves me with scars
I shiver, I stumble, I've escaped the bars

It drops, it drips, its done me some good
I stop, I die, I lay against the wood

Its the weapon, its dangerous, its a blade
I'm motionless, I'm weak, now look at the mistake I've made

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  • 19 years ago

    by Mona

    Excellent. I love it. Very emotional :(

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