Death

by Jen   Dec 13, 2005


Trapped inside this happy mask
no one here, alone at last

staring into the mirror
screaming, walk down to the river

kneel on the banks
looking lost and blank

pull out the blade
make sure I\'m in the shade

Slices myself, till the blood runs deep
hold on to my screams as my wounds seep

I lay down and die....
alone...
where no one can hear my cry

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