The Rush

by Forbidden Curse   Jul 13, 2006


A girl cries,

as the blood rushes though her veins,

to the surface of flesh as she cuts,

as tears fall,

she fears everyone,

but mostly herself,

as she dies,

the hate,tourtue,pain,and misery

rushes though her mind,

as blood poors to the floor,

she falls,

as she takes everything in,

as she slowly dies,

the door opens,

as her mom,

rushes over to her,

as her moms tears,

poor over her daughters body,

as for she knew,

it was the end.

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