Blood
By young_choose_life
Mon, 23 Nov 2009
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Tell me something,
Something good and true,
Tell me that there's reason,
Even if its hard for you.
Your words hit me like ice,
Every time you move your lips,
I want you to feel something,
So I know that one of us isn't dead.
As I lie on my bed,
The knife slices through my veins,
Your words are the only ones heard,
The blood stops.
You tell me you need me,
Your words are like a release,
The pain stops,
I finally feel at peace.
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