My Releaser

by Jessica   Apr 25, 2006


The blood of my life,
Pumping through my vein
Although it keeps me living
It also feeds my pain

I float through the night
The darkness is my shroud
My heart is sinking like a stone
My body's on a cloud

It's shining in my hand
To end this wretched life
All it takes is one last cut
From this beautiful shining knife

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