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by Ray Nov 26, 2006 category : Dark, fantasy / other
The blade is to my wrist And blood is gonna flow. How'd it come to this? I just don't really know. Told me I had no worth. Beat me half to death. "Shouldn't be on this earth." I've taken my last breath. Let them win. I've given up the fight. This is how it ends, I'm gonna prove 'em right. Why do I want to do this? Guess I'll never know. Let loose this crimson mist, Let 'em say "I told him so" What the hell am I thinking? In following their lead, I've only managed sinking To this accursed deed. I'll not commit this act, This filthy little crime. Hold on to this fact, All wounds heal with time.