The One...
Slowly holding whats left of a soul inside of this driffed pice of shit. I never am going to let go, nev... |
| Love Poems | Posted: 12/09/2003 @ 3:07am |
The blood, the blade.
Cuttin again with nothing left inside to bleed. The wound opens but nothing comes out. Open fleash with no... |
| Death Poems | Posted: 12/09/2003 @ 3:07am |
Fuck the life that bore me...
My hands cutting again, nothing stoping me from makeing a mockary of the skin God gave me. Mealted around ... |
| Depression Poems | Posted: 12/09/2003 @ 3:07am |
