Never mind my broken heart,
The one you abused and tore apart...
My mind is troubled
there's something I have to hide...
The heart is pounding more.
the aching of fear inside of her...
The Tragic Crash.
T he hands of justice pounded down on...
Lonesome are the flames burning bright,
Of serpentine ladies in nameless graves...
In my final thoughts after slicing into my arm for...
reading my books of depression as they dont help...
F**k life i don't want to live no more
please take a closer look at my soul...
Small and sleek
makes me weak...
Death is nice
its better than life...
We stood by your bedside
our hearts were sad and sore...
My heart is empty,
my soul is lost...
She looked at him so weakly
With gloom in every breath...