by Dakota Nov 20, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
The knife falls and the blood pours as you tell me you don\'t love me. You ignore me and have better things to do. so what do i have left except my loneliness and this knife-this hard cold knife.Tears of blood stream down my face because i know you don\'t care and it hurts me every day. |
by "help"
I liked this one its very good |