or sign in with e-mail
by Andrea Raquel Feb 4, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / about death
You ask me why I do it, I ask you why not. It's the only way of knowing All the things within my heart. I'm drowning all my sorrows In sweet blood and salty tears. No planning for tomorrow, No confronting morbid fears. I wonder if you'd miss me, Or if you'd you just forget. You couldn't bear to kiss me, Now I wallow in regret. No, I cannot change the future, And I cannot change the past, But, please promise me one thing: That my memory will last.
by Ill Give Blood To Your Dried Veins
Very short, but also very good. I loved it.