The Blade*Mandz

by Mandz and Aly   Mar 6, 2007


I can feel the blade across my wrist
Making a thin slice through already cut skin
The warmth of the blook trickling down my arm
The light getting dinner the sound getting lower
My heartbeat beginning to slow
And an angel from above to take the pain
To take the tears
Send me to a place i can be free
Away from hurt, from fighting
Stop the cutting stop the crying
Put my friends in happiness knowing i'm okay

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