The first cut is the sweetest.
second one hurts.
the third is numb.
carve my message in my leg
no one will see
but me.
lay in the tub as it fills with water
and blood.
tonight is the night.
notes to the one i loved on the counter
Im sorry
Drop the dryer in the tub.
fly away.
fly away and be free....
Oct 1, 2012
Oct 1, 2012 at 12:20 PM UTC
The first cut is the sweetest.
second one hurts.
the third is numb.
carve my message in my leg
no one will see
but me.
lay in the tub as it fills with water
and blood.
tonight is the night.
notes to the one i loved on the counter
Im sorry
Drop the dryer in the tub.
fly away.
fly away and be free....
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