Pretty little pin, All covered in blood. It's been almost too long, since we've had fun. Pretty little wrist, Dripping with blood, I know it's been to long, Since we had fun. Stupid little parents, you took to long. There's to much blood around, and soon I'll be gone. Rotten little child, Why you want to die? Why did you make pretty friends, All sit down and cry. Stupid little child, didn't know what's good. Pretty tears fall, from your pretty Mama's eyes.
~[White-yasha]~
Before any of my friends have a heart attack this is not about me stressed It was brought on by adam's song and It just came into my head. I'm not suicidal stressed Just a poet...
The.7th.Daughter · Tue Sep 05, 2006 @ 04:43am · 1 Comments |