My truest friend?

by Becky   Jul 18, 2007


My sorrows and pain
like to walk in freezing rain
i keep inside
to keep it out
it doesnt work im left in doubt
my dreams in ruin
my tears are left
i slowly fall into the dark
someone help me!
a knife to carve and mark my heart
are you there my truest friend?
i look at her and see the knife
i slowly die within this life
she was there not to defend but to ruin
and and scare my already broken heart

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