Maladjusted Malcontent.♥
If you were ever,To leave my side,
That would be,
The day that I died;
The blood against,
My fingertips;
The Tommy Gun barrol,
To my lips;
The razorblade,
Against my wrist;
The blue-green vein,
I once had missed;
The alcohol pouring,
Down my throat;
The charcoal that makes me,
Stutter & choke;
The noose around,
My battered neck;
The pointless life,
I had to wreck;
The sleeves that hide,
My crimson sin;
The car exhaust,
I'm breathing in;
The pills I'm taking,
One by one;
The day I know,
That I'll be done;
If you were ever,
To leave my side,
I hope you know,
That you'll have lied...
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