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A sharp object used too make pleasure instead of pain...
Slashing threw problems dripping with tears of blood and shame.
Jealousy of life and love of my friends.
When will this feeling of death ever end....
You think you know me, But you dont
So leave me alone in this life of no hope.
Let me rot in my dark happy place.
And make me feel numb knowing its too late.
- by Grass_kitty |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/23/2009 |
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- Title: Slashes
- Artist: Grass_kitty
- Description: My drug is you
- Date: 10/23/2009
- Tags: slashes
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