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by kk Jan 10, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
My wrists cry the tears that no longer fall from my eyes the blood forms a pool around my unfeeling body the love I once held so safe deep within my heart seeps out through my scars leaving behind only a fading memory of what a smile feels like you fear for my life as I beg for it to end watching as death hovers above me, taunting me with its sweet relief, my soul cries out for mercy and with doleful eyes tilted towards the heavens i drive this blade in deeper relishing in the cold freedom that has begun to engulf my body and soulI will be with you soon my love. You need not shed one more tear for me