rockoncheese101 Posted September 22, 2005 Report Share Posted September 22, 2005 Biting on my lipAs the tears roll off my cheeks onto my armThe clear turns instintly redFeeling thrashing painIm as good as deadBreath is so much shorterAir seemed so much heavierLoading into my lungs"what was I thinking?"as i placed the razor under my matrissI wasntI wasnt thinking at allAll I was thinking about, was getting the problems off my mindMarker marked out on my skinThe ink still wet and linedFrantically looking aroundAs if someone was to appearIm growing a little faintAs it all starts to grow more clearPut away the razor for the last timeIt least for this timeWrong decisions that I madeI know now that my life cant be fixedWith a simple blade Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Shortie Posted September 22, 2005 Report Share Posted September 22, 2005 OSM! good job alicia u rock at this Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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