A Plan, by bLoOdY_tEaRs Subscribe to rss feed for bLoOdY_tEaRs

Call my motehr say i'm sick
Say i'm taking a nap
drink some water 
hold a knife
take a deep breath
do the deed 
lay there silently
my tears will fall
my blood will be shed
i'll take a breath
then its over
my pain is done
my suffering over
done forever...
Posted: 2005-06-30 16:54:02 UTC

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