Sorro

by candace   Feb 4, 2006


With a nice little twist
i slit my wrists
not waiting life to kill
rather my own blood i spill
it's my own choice
i have no fears
only pain,in my eyes some unshead tears
love me my razor blade
peel my skin
make me scream
sink so deep
make me weep
cut my flesh
make me bleed
take my life
set me free

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