This Is It

by Breanna   May 6, 2006


There it goes
I slash once more
Stone cold steal
Hits the floor
My thoughts of you
Is why I went through
As blood drips
From my silky red wrists
My breathing gets harder
As my life goes darker
No time left to say good-bye
While the last tear falls
From my eye
I wish you could see
Every bit of pain
You've caused me
But now it's to late
As I hit the ice cold floor
I just can't go through this
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  • 18 years ago

    by IfIhide11

    Thanks 4 the comment...I like this one the best

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