I lay this poem upon your wrists
I hope it cuts right through
I know you want to die
But here's a gift for you
I know this may sound strange
But add a drop of blood right here
" "
You should feel it shortly
There's nothing left to fear
If you have an ear
I know you'll understand.
Jul 5, 2015
Jul 5, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
Those comets moving through space
They take so long to return
I think a thousand years is too long to hurt
May 24, 2015
May 24, 2015 at 7:41 PM UTC