Bordom

by Tigger   Jan 30, 2005


Gonna cry from boredom,
Gonna slit my wrists and
die from boredom.
Let the pain entertain
And let the blood be a friend.
Watch the life draining out
And let that moment never end.
Stain the carpet with the blood
And let it drip all over the floor.
Blood will be a way of escape
So let the blood be an open door.
Blood, blood dripping from the vein
Let it flow and entertain.

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