Monday, March 22, 2010

Me, myself, & the bathroom floor.
Leaning against the locked door.
Kitchen knife in hand, damn here I am again.
Red blood, red blood coursing through my veins.
This sure is an ideal way to end the game.
And so I say to all a good bye, this is the last time you'll see me cry.

Mystique*

1 comment:

  1. Nice rhyme and content is thought provoking.

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