05 avril 2006

cutting..

Upright in my bathroomA razor blade to the handI did not want to live more timeAnd I opened while thinking of youMy blood started to runMy head to turnMy sight scrambled myselfAnd I fellThe door opened and you enteredthen I regretted what I had doneYou advanced and for the first timeI saw you poured a tear for me.
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