The Finale, by poison girl Subscribe to rss feed for poison girl

blinding lights
blood is my only sight
death can only make things right
give it up or your going to die
the damned voices recited from the sky
grabbing the knife out of his back
a showing it to where the simple lacks
then putting it back right in his spine
making him mine and only mine
his soul started to fade
and I started to decay
dead within
alone in my own skin
till hells door
the place where i adore

Posted: 2006-02-20 06:07:37 UTC

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2007-05-21 17:03:20Angel of Music
this is very interesting. good job writing it!