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I take my Blood
written by AthiestAnarchist12:33 AM 12/9/04I take my knife and I slit my hand...
I take my blood and smear it accross your wall
It is your time to fall
I take the bloody knife and I place it under your bed
I take the tip and stick it so it can be seen
In the lights it shall gleam...
I take my knife and cut my finger
I take my finger and squeeze it until blood comes out
I write upon your wall, "This is what it's all about".
I take my bloody finger and wipe it all out
I take my thoughts and mix them around
I write you a note in blood, I am down
I take my knife and I cut my throught
I take my body and place it on the floor
I will always rest upon your bedroom door
I take my hand as I go down and smear it on the wall
I take my blood...I take it all
I hope you walk into your room one day...find my body rotting away.
I hope you feel all the pain you put me through.
I am done with you.
I wish you'd say you love me, but I know that you don't. You love this other girl...for that I note. These words fly and there's nothing anyone can do.
You will never know how much I loved you.
I hope you feel that pain that you are putting me through right now.
I'm on my knees...I am down... |
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| » Comments / Feedback | by Blood_Fairy (12-9-2004 - 04:45 AM)
| Wow thats a good poem. Sad, but luvly.
xXxPammxXx |
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