STAINS

by scott   Apr 13, 2007


STAINS

my heart is stained with pain,

my wrist's are stained with blood,

you never know what you have until its gone,

i see my life flash all of a sudden im back in school with all my friends

laughing and having a good time,

those times are gone now,

its only me and it hurts even more,

this feeling im feeling isn't good,

it hurts,

then i see everything that happened in my life,

and i realize,

i see my eyes,

stained with tears from the thoughts of the life i once had.....

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