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Post by The Brutal Immortal on Jan 9, 2009 23:40:07 GMT -6
Razor blades against my skin, Another scar, another sin, Just out of reach, a peaceful bliss, All it takes is Death's sweet kiss.
Liquid life fals to the floor, But still my body begs for more, Another cut, deeper still, Almost as if against my will.
I drop the blade and start to cry, Drops of hate, bleeding of the eyes, I won't be missed if I'm gone, Won't even be found 'til after dawn.
I make the cut, the final one, To show that my time here is done, I slip away to join the dead, Peace finally entering my head.
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nina
A Devoted Distraction
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Post by nina on Jan 21, 2009 12:33:42 GMT -6
*shivers* wow, that is really graphic and powerful. I love the rythem of it too. Great job!
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Post by Samccaleb on Jan 31, 2009 13:52:50 GMT -6
That was incredibly sad. I gave me chills, and I could see it, like a movie playing in my head. Very nice.
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