Twisted Story

by theresadreamer   Aug 30, 2008


Now I'm freedom unbound
Cut the laces of life
The pistol
The poison
The noose
Or the knife
I have chosen my instrument
And said no goodbyes
As my frozen pulse quickens
And the black plot thickens...

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