Bloody Hands, by scarred_4-life Subscribe to rss feed for scarred_4-life

Drops of crimson falling from her wrists
She's just trying to get away from this place
The pain has her crying on the floor
Curled up in such a tight space
She's praying so hard that she won't make it
Hoping she won't survive
Begging the Lord above to forgive her for her sin
And that no one will find her alive
She sits up straight on her knees
Putting her bloody hands together so tight
Screaming to her Lord & Savior "Please don't let me live
through tonight!" 
She falls back on the floor once again
With her bloody hands over her face
She closes her eyes this last time
Curled up in her tight space
Posted: 2005-09-13 23:42:53 UTC

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