.My ~ wrist~is the passage
for my Hope.


.Myabe youll understand When My Eyes
Loose there shine.
And Take On The
H / O / L / L / O / W

Maybe youll F o r g i v e Me
When Im no LongEr
a Shell , But That Of A Corpse.



Or When you Find My Blood
Dripping All Over The Floor.
Maybe Then Youl Feel My Remorse.


So ill Go Make it Happen.
After all As You said
IM GoOd FoR NoThINg




Oh God Im Not Getting Any Better.

I Want To Cry Out For Help.

But I Stiffle My Scream Through Forever.

And All The Memories YouV Kept.

You Better REmember .

Save Them In Your Head.

Becouse Ill BE Gone In a Moment.

Ill BE Gone And
S / H / A / T / T / E / R / E / R / E / D



aND All Thats Left
Will Be The Picture of Me
In your head.


And as For Me Ill Draw myslef
With My Blood
As a Portrate Of a MeMory of
N .O T H I .G. N .G


 
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