Tonights the night

by II waNNa |m|a|K|e| [you] f.e.e.l. BeAuTiFuL   Dec 6, 2005


Tonights the night,
the ends,
the nightmare stops.
Dial 911, call the cops.
It's too late, you can't
save her now.
She slides off her wristband,
whipes her eyes,
all hope is shattered
from the lies.
Looks at all her scars,
pain of living marks her arm.
Runs the razor across her wrist,
her hand clenched in a fist.
Tonights the night I get to sleep,
make it long, make it deep.
She feels numb from head to toe,
heres her chance to let go.
Her head hits her pillow,
thats the end.
See the tears in her eyes,
with slit wrists and
a broken heart,
She dies.

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