GoneThe blood runs red, out of my veins.Gone
Couldn't take anymore, of all the pains.
Took a bullet, right to the head.
No more worries, 'cause now im dead
BackstabedI'll sign it with my name I'll sigh it with my tears. But i get the last word I write p.s. on the page and with this i close The blood for which i'm drenched The blood is no longer mine For it is forever yours....Backstabed
AloneAlone, Lonely, Surrounded by people, Chilled with the quiet, From the outside, Cries of pain on the inside, Torturous stabs, Unseen and isolated, Crying out with silent screams, Praying someone will answer, Anyone, Hiding behind a mask, Made from lies and deceit, Choking, Suffocating, Cold, Flaming ice wrapped around, Muffling cries for help, Never heard.Alone
InSaNiTy
Devious Journal Entry
happy birthday. [link]
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~ Katherine =^_~=
Erasers are for wusses.
Thanks a bunch for the fave...I really appreciate it!
I took a snoop through some of your stuff, too...and I gotta say, you have quite the talent! Keep it up, and who knows how far you'll go!
Take care!
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~ Katherine =^_~=
Erasers are for wusses.
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