I`m going to cry I`m going to weap I`m going to kill you in your sleep my knife shall be painted red I shall insure that you are dead your skull cracked your heart broken your wounds left clear and open blood stains bright fresh and new no one will know of the loss of you I`m not crazy I`m not insane I just use others to cure my pain of living of breathing of standing prone of having the feeling that I`m alone..
xXBlack-Hearted-RoseXx · Wed Jan 03, 2007 @ 09:13pm · 0 Comments |