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"Midenight Knife"
written by XxXstitchesXxX04:47 AM 2/25/05In my hand I hold my knife,
nowing that this could end my life.
As my heart beat starts to rush,
I see my skin start to flush(not flush the fuckin toilet)
As I tighten up my fist,
I stroke my knife across my wrist.
Remebering thoughts about my past,
wondering how long these fucked up memories will last,
I see the blooding strickling down my arm,
asking myself how much longer I have to face this wonderful harm.
I feel a tear streaming down my face,
wishing now that I would jus disapeare without a trace. |
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