It's Over

by PinkBlue   Jan 9, 2007


I was so confused and stressed,
I don't know what to do,
so I grabbed the closest knife,
and let it cut right through and through.

My arms are full of scars,
my life just the same,
my heart and its problems,
they're the ones to blame.

I should have let it passed away,
as you said it was over,
I should just died right that moment,
than to live with it from day to day.

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- pinkblue -

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