Her song

by Mallary   Jan 15, 2006


The tears fall down
when they hit the ground
she explodes
the anger builds up
she grabs the knife
and carves a song
it is so deep
and breaks the skin
makes her eyes sting
she falls hits the ground
the blood cushions her
and she lives to see her arm mangled
with her favorite song

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