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December 3 2009.
Tonight light souls soar. Spirits heavy are grounded, promises broken cut through me like glass. I bleed tears of crimson red. Sorrow has me grounded, fear has me flightless. No one understands this type of pain. Not even me.
Cut me deep, cut me till I bleed. Let fear fly and cold numb vanish. A moment of a blissful high. The moment dies as reality snaps back into place. As I try to hide the blood it rushes faster. Soon, I realize it will drown me. How I wish it would stop.
 Vampgirle · Thu Dec 31, 2009 @ 02:35am · 0 Comments |
