Words

by LaurenLiz   Jul 4, 2006


Sadness, all I feel
Pain, way to much real
Tears, flowing river of confusion
Hurt, weighs more than a ton
Knife, my only friend
Scars, get me near to the end
Blood, running down my arm
Breath, stops at a false alarm
Deeper, where the knife is going
Everywhere, the blood keeps flowing
Floor, where I end up being
Thoughts, everywhere they are fleeing
Moment, this one is my last
Gone, where I will be all to fast

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