A downward spiral, by (darkkisses) |
My mind is filled with thoughts of you, each and everyday day. It drives me to a point of no return, I never seem to brack away. The more I think about it, the more pain I feal. I bring the razorblade out, It makes the hurt more real. And as the blood trickles out, I only wonder how and why, you would ever say goodbye. |
Posted: 2009-09-06 03:59:22 UTC |
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2009-10-03 02:58:31 | cutstheheartout |
vary nice poem I love it:):):) |
2009-10-03 03:14:12 | cutstheheartout |
nice poem:} |