Trickling blood

by PiMpCeSzTiiAnA   Jun 3, 2007


You diss,
i slit my wrists.
when you cause me pain,
i slit the left vein.
you break my heart,
that's were it all starts.
when you pretend to care,
well,how do you dare?
it's just not fair,
so i remain.
so damn silent,
see my stain?
it was very violent.
I'm just a shadow,
a part of the past,
a part that could never last.
my trickling blood,
is dripping fast.
i hear a thud,
i just lie and stare.
i cry and wonder why?
why should i be the one to go?

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