Apr 2014
Razors cutting skin,
Blood dripping down.
What a waste,
Of a perfectly good wrist,
What a shame,
A perfectly good body,
All gone bad.
j.b
Blood dripping down.
What a waste,
Of a perfectly good wrist,
What a shame,
A perfectly good body,
All gone bad.
j.b
(Hell.)
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