Nov 2013
She knows the feeling.
She knows what it's like to kiss razors.
Little red lines dance across her arm.
Her eyes dream of tomorrow.
I can tell how badly she wants the pain to wear away.
I can tell how scared she is.
Don't worry darling,
I can hear you scream.
She knows what it's like to kiss razors.
Little red lines dance across her arm.
Her eyes dream of tomorrow.
I can tell how badly she wants the pain to wear away.
I can tell how scared she is.
Don't worry darling,
I can hear you scream.
This is to a very nice girl in my biology class.
Madeline, your scars will soon fade away.
Madeline, your scars will soon fade away.
