Death holds my hand
As I sit and dream about the end...
How much i miss the feel of the blade running down...
I bet i could scream at the top of my lungs in a...
A toke a puff a breath a buzz
a line a snort a sniff a bug...
How much i miss the feel of the blade running down...
A wonderful feeling
the world crushing down on you...
Death holds my hand
As I sit and dream about the end...
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Screams of pain |
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Painful memories of my past, walking across the blood soaked floor, what will they say when they open the door? |