Poisoned

by BloodyBrokenAngel   Jul 13, 2012


Pick your poison

I'll pick mine

chug a beer

and I'll cut a line

your blood shot eyes

my blood smeared wrist

run away mad

soon the blade will twist

stumbling off wasted

your image fills my head

as you lose consciousness

I bleed out dead

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