& and with one last look at his photo she finally throws it away and relizes that it was never ment to be. |
A Broken Mirror, A Bleeding Fist |
Cut the skin to the bone |
So take this knife and cut my wrists?. |
I?m not depressed, I?m just sad |
& he cry his-self to sleep and dreams of her smile |
& she fianlly relizes that it can never be |
I'll draw you a picture, |
Lie to me she whisperd in his ear i love you he relpyed. and in a blink of a eye she disspered into the darkness she once came from. |
Emo Barbie - Includes pocketknife, rope, gun, and an excessive need for anti-depressants. WARNING: Do not let her by any cliffs and/or bridges and is better left in a dark room. Alone. By herself. Without you. |