Two of a Kind

May 25, 2011
I wanted to die. There was nothing to live for anymore. So go to sleep crying, because of your broken heart, and cut deeper than before. Let the blood run cold, watch your face turn gray, and your eyes hallow out. Listen to the child laughing, while you cry out.

Look at yourself, your a mess ! Hear the cruel words they say, as the blade cuts deeper, let it ring out in your head. Watch yourself fade, dying, inside and out. Death coming to fast .. can`t stop it now. You cry out, and fall to the floor .. In a slow, agonizing, death.

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