The Art of Dying
Black tears
Rolling down my face
Years of rejection
Ringing
Ringing
Ringing through my mind
Never accepted
Never wanted
Unable to love
Or be loved
Unwilling to go on.
The blood drips
Down
Brilliant against
Pale flesh
Criss-crossing scars leading
Every which way
The world starts spinning
All life has left
Beside my and, delicately written
In my own blood
Two simple words
The end.
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я кохаю тебе Nykolai[/color:c031f8cc45]
Je t'aime Nicholas [/color:c031f8cc45]
愛してるわBaka-boy [/color:c031f8cc45]
I <3 that boy I like [/color:c031f8cc45]
Desperation:A rope ends it[/color:c031f8cc45]
Je t'aime Nicholas [/color:c031f8cc45]
愛してるわBaka-boy [/color:c031f8cc45]
I <3 that boy I like [/color:c031f8cc45]
Desperation:A rope ends it[/color:c031f8cc45]