Blood
I want to cut myself,
There's just so much pain.
I can taste the blood,
So red and pure.
I can feel that sting,
So sweet but, deadly.
I just want the pain to go away,
I just want to be happy and free.
I can feel the urge,
So powerful and strong.
It's calling my name,
I hear it so clearly.
It want's to feel my flesh,
Rip apart and see.
My crimson blood come,
Flowing out in little red pools.
By gothiclover87
© 2008 gothiclover87
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