Pretend

by Sidney C   Dec 16, 2006


Twisted thoughts run through your head
alive outside, inside your dead
the fears you hide are bleeding through
you cant pretend he is nothing to you
the tears you cry silently scream
you cant wake up from this horrible dream
thoughts of death wont disappear
you are now experiencing your biggest fear
you looking the mirror, knife at hand
soon they bury, deep in the sand

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  • 17 years ago

    by Freddie

    Well done! i luved it! 5/5!

  • 17 years ago

    by A New Beginning

    Awesome job. Keep it up.