Every now And then
I grab a Razor, Safety Pin or Knife.
And Start to slide cross my skin.
Too slow,
So i shall know
this is real pain..yet i feel nothing..
but what lays deep within.
So Beautifil,
So Red,
My Crimson Blood..
Glistens in light,
it glistens in the night.
Glistens upon this skin,
so light,
so pale.
I Love My Crimson Blood.
Every Now and then
I Grab a Razor, safety pin, or knife. |