Damn it!
Age 18/Sunday, October 9th, 2005/10:47p.m.
There's a ringing in my ears
I can't find the place to hear
The damned knife is cutting deeper
The cold blood running out of my chest
Down my belly
The coldness of Death
It feels so good
The hatred
The death
The coldness of her eyes looking upon me
In this coffin
I lie awake
Someone sees
And yet I scream
They do not hear
His chains are binding me
Making my eyes black with joy
My soul his
My mind his
And I am his
I am his child
Warm but cold feeling
Of suicide
Once again..home
In his arms
I am home
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