Simple Sin

by Good Enough   May 11, 2007


I hide away into my room
Slicing away the blood shown soon
A little knock at the door
Its your face i need to cut more
The blade slides gently across my arm
Push down harder for a little harm
Something screaming inside my head
"Push down harder" thats all they said
Harder i sliced into my skin
I died with one simple sin

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