Blood

by cherries   Nov 30, 2006


Pain is my life
life is my prison
the way people treated me
this is the reason i am the way i am
there is an empty black hole
its suppose to be where my heart is
tears of blood streame down
from my face i cry as i write this
the razor is the sweetest taste
is this the beggining
is this the end

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