Wednesday, 6 August 2008

I would throw myself off this bridge right now, if I believed in taking the easy way out.

She wants to choke on her life again,
Breathing it in like a deadly poison.
She cries, cause she's lost.
She doesn't even know what she wants.
Her eyes grow cold, she begs the world to just let her go.

But I won't let her go.

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