Motions

by CUT UP angel   May 20, 2006


The knife is dropped
The skin is split
The blood flows
The pain is felt
The hurt is lost
The pain is eased
The problems gone
The words are said
The words are forgotten
The life is blurring
There's no regretting
The vision is fading
THe darkness is found
The black is appearing
The death has come
The life forever mine

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