21 July, 2008

blood and tears

Deb

i run to my room
i lock the door
i pick up the razor
and cut some more
i turn up the music
and let my tears fall
i close the blind
and i put up my wall
i can’t take the pain
as my tears mix with blood
i’ m feeling insane
I’m crying a flood
will it haunt me for years
or one day disappear
i live with this fear
i’m being sincere
i remember his touch
i feel the shame
it hurt so much
and i feel to blame

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