Friends

by *pOiSoNgIrL*   Jan 8, 2006


The clock is ticking
As I lie still in my bed
Staring into nothing
Thoughts stir in my head

The shine of silver
The sharp edge glistening
I tell myself to stop
Yet still I'm not listening

My skin it rips like paper
As I watch the crimson flow
I've got nothing left to lose
Nowhere left to go

It slowly makes it's way down
Dripping onto the floor
I jump in utter shock
When I hear a knock at the door

I cover up and run
He's come to save my heart
The one who always cares
He's loved me from the start

He holds me as I cry
Alone with my two friends
The blade, and him, my hero
Who will win, it all depends

I love them both so much
Yet there's one I know is right
Forever, I choose him
The blade disappears into the night...

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