White Death, by scarred_4-life Subscribe to rss feed for scarred_4-life

Red tear drops fall from my wrist
Staining the pure, white snow
I lie here in the cold
Awaiting the Grim Reaper's visit
I will leave this body to freeze in the snow
As my soul wanders on
When dawn breaks upon the city
My lifeless corpse will be found
Some will laugh as others cry
Some will start to wonder why
Why did I take my own life
What drove me to choose this fate
I cried all my tears
Both clear & red
My body cold, red tear drops drained
Now my spirit wanders in this winter wonderland
Posted: 2005-09-13 23:42:30 UTC

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2007-08-06 18:44:54theworldinhell
it realy good dark and you show what you were feeling in a way it has a Beautiful seence good job!