whispers tread upon my ears
the dead man lays near
his touch so cold
his eyes hard
he is so rough so hot
his breath is rasps
his movements long gone
since my old lifes past
i miss the days when i could smile for
real and not just fake it for others
happiness and appeal i am kitten
i am mistress
i am chaos
and i am balance the dead man
is in my head
where and what are you from this cold
evening
i dont wanna be alone i dont wanna scream anymore i dont wanna go back to my old life i have lost everything why keep fighting you abandoned me your Best friend for some girl who does what complain about life on her profile and maybe touch you when no ones around ? i dont care i am shutting off i cant take hurting anymore
NENEKa
COMMENTS
Awwwww
Nene-hugs-
*Hugs tight*...sorry nene...i'm here for you :)
COMMENTS
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TrailorBoy
02:33 Feb 23 2009
Nice