Slices

by ashley clark   May 15, 2005


When I think of what I've done
The slices across my arm
I realize it's a slice against my heart
That soon I will not with hold
That my stregnth I once had will let me fall
That the reason's I had to live
Are now reasonless
I have no hope no pray no love for you, me, or anybody else
I live for me myself and I
Majority rules
This vote did not go in my favore but death will kill my body but my soul still runs deep beneath what I've overcome

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