I love you, i miss you, i hate not being with you. I know you may not care, but i hate it when your not there...

When i tell you i love him you say, "Awwwww, how cute?!" but i only wish he would feel the same way...

Love is beautiful, love is true. Baby, love is me and you...

Love is great, love is pure, love is all im asking for.

My tears have lost all meaning since they are shead so often...

So close your eyes and look deeper then memories...

Take the blade in your hand and run it down your skin. See if your alive and see the pain begin.

A strike of a blade is all it takes, see the beauty that it makes...

Common baby slit your wrist, and feel the blades sweet, soft kiss...

And what she does to herself is jsut another cry for help...