Monday, May 16, 2005

dont worry

I lay in this rubble
that is called my home
it is nothing now that
you’ve left me all alone
now im laying here dying
on the living room floor
there’s a blood stain
on the carpet where
you had slit my throat
and stabbed me in the chest
a long, long time ago
but don’t worry about me
I will someday be found




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