" I will commit suicide today "
Says a pale, thin woman...
" I will commit suicide today "
Says a pale, thin woman...
" I will commit suicide today "
Says a pale, thin woman...
I am moving along a silent sea,
Peace in spite of me...
There -
amidst a pile of leaves and...
The Tragic Death of My Quail:
Hey...
The room is quiet, save for the ticking
The ticking of a clock that won’t wait...
Tonight war serves
its usual portion...
carrying the knife in my trembling hands.
wondering where to jab it in between my glands...
every night I wield the knife.
every night it takes a life...
I poured my soul into everything,
and still came up dry...
Sing a song of finality
Of great endings...