Axe?! on wrists?

by nerissa   Apr 21, 2006


I sit in despair
of the darkness of the cold
I'm in the corner
with an axe on my shoulder
blood all over my body
I shall regret nothing
and take nothing for granted
for death is near me
with slices on thy wrist
my cloths are ruined
self pity, dead

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  • 18 years ago

    by Geegz

    Luv it!!!! very direct and luv da last line!!! gd job!!!