Still....ness.
Broken. Like. A. Bride.
I can't breathe.
So. I. Go. Stabbing my self in the neck.
Stabbing. Stabbing. In. The. Neck.
I don't need a tomarrow.
I don't need a christmas.
I need. Still...ness.
I. am. MAD.
So. I'll. Stab. My. Self. In. The. Neck.
Still...ness
Still...ness
Bloodlust.
I feel it. Dripping down from me.
Dripping. From. Me.
Give me stillness.
Give me a cold friend.
I dont like life, Mom.
Go away.
Go away!!!
I. Am. MAD!!!
I...stab...my self in the neck
In the neck.
In the neck...
Stabbing. My. Self. In. The. Neck.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
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