Well, I'm ten years old, and I'm trying to find my talent.
She sits in her bed, tears in her eyes,
She remembers the day,
She wants to die,
Is this where she shall lay?
Elmos smile sparked her deppresion,
After he crumbled her heart,
She only thought it was an obsession,
Her once sweet smile, gone, it's now tart.........
He says he won't hurt her but she knows he lies,
Gun in his hand, she knows its her last day,
She wants to die...
Is this where she lays....?
She creeps into bed,
Hands on the trigger,
A smile slithers u-pon her face,
Soon all she has to do... is pull the trigger...
(whisper)
She hears footsteps.....
She hears footseps , shes screaming down to the core,
She knows its her last day,
The mystery person opens the door......
Her body collapses,
Her vision starts to slurr,
The pain will end now, no memory lapses,
Death will now occur.
Hellbound.
(whisper) Killme if you wish, but I'm already dead. (gunshot
2007-11-12
14:07:14
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➔ Poetry
I have had depression problems in the past..
2007-11-12
14:18:36 ·
update #1
Uh........
2007-11-12
14:34:58 ·
update #2