Let The Blood Drip, by LaShawnna Subscribe to rss feed for LaShawnna

I can't do this its too hard to go without him here holding
me close against him, so now I have to let the blood
drip.It'll drip onto the floor as I laying dying, if I still
had him in my arms everything would be alright but since he
was sent away by the one person I truly hate now nothings
the same.So now I'm at my last resort, so I'm gong to let
the blood drip.Good-bye world for now I am slowly dying, I
have let the blood drip far too much, and I am dying a slow
death. 
  
Posted: 2005-10-30 16:28:28 UTC

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