Pain, blood, knife and dead
Pain
The feeling that I always feel
Blood
The liquid that flood trough my arm
Knife
The object that goes trough my skin
Dead
That’s what I want right now
The feeling that I always feel
Blood
The liquid that flood trough my arm
Knife
The object that goes trough my skin
Dead
That’s what I want right now
Reacties op dit gedicht
| |~Scatterbrain~|: | Maandag, mei 31, 2004 22:43 |
| comfort is what you need friends is from who you will recieve it groetjes |
|
Over dit gedicht
| Auteur: Joepiez | 
|
|
| Gecontroleerd door: Carama | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 31 mei 2004 | ||
| Thema's: | ||