El-Diablo sang a song for me, by eleanor maslen Subscribe to rss feed for eleanor maslen

El-Diablo sang a song for me,
Down in hell, he let me see.

the demon inside, that scratched and screams, 
that haunts my nights, my endless dreams. 

From outside it looked so dark,
scars on my soul, it left its mark.

sometimes i cut, so i know im real,
The slicing of the blade is all i feel.

As the blood slips, over my skin,
i dont belive the life im in.

I didnt know the pain inside, 
was caused by the life, that had died.

El-Diablo sang a song for me,
we'll meet again, it has to be.








Posted: 2011-08-31 11:01:59 UTC

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2011-08-31 21:31:58lance
you call me insane,,,,,,my msn isnt working right now,,,,,sorry i cant come on and bug you

2011-09-01 09:14:00eleanor maslen
Ive never deny to be insane. But this poem isnt about me :)

2011-09-04 18:32:38Natural_beauty_Ashe
nicely written....

2011-09-08 01:37:33Words of Death Vindication
This is well done :)