Pain and suffering

by Morticia   Nov 14, 2007


Deep in my soul
Life comes to an end
But no one at all
has a hand to lend
and as the blood drains
From my broken heart
Deep in my soul
Something pierces
Like a dart
I slip a blade in my vein
And blood begins to drip
Thats when I realize
I have nothing to grip
To the ground I fall
In a crumpled heap
It dawns on me slowly
I have a life to keep.

05/07/2006

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