Death Metal

by Heather   Jul 21, 2007


Dripping into the deep Abyss
Lost in a state on confusion
Stuck in the dark
Lost in the dark

Sharp death metal
Covered in the thickness of death
Is this the end
Is she lost forever

The sharp blade gripped tightly
Racing towards the wrist of beauty
Glides across the smooth flat
Cries tears of dark thickness

The beauty turned ugly
The blade fall to the ground
Laying next to what was a future
Now all thats left is the past

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  • 17 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Ohh good language use, well done xxx

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