crimson flowing, glowing in my eyes death is knowing. fading in my demise razors cut me and knives hold me in their steel grip your kiss estasy but all a lie to me invoking feelings that make me free but then you steal my life from me
Author: bluephoenix
I was born into a screwed up and abusive world so if I seem this way it's just because that's the way I was raised...but I doubt that I'll seem that way.