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by AinsleySara Oct 21, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
Black my eyes Cut my wrists Watch the blood Pour from these slits Cut my soul Watch me bleed End this pain My only plead Open wounds From the past This living breath Is my last Close the lid So no one sees My blacked out eyes And wrists that bleed Church bells ring A mournful cry On this day I chose to die So black my eyes And cut my wrists Lay me down In cold cemetery pits