You would think death was painful
It is quite the contrary
After what you did that night
The heartstrings you ripped from me
The physical pain was nothing compared
And even though the lines of red may sting
The rivers rush down my wrist for the last time
It hurts no more.
- Title: Pain
- Artist: Zeroye
I did post this on my other account(which was unfairly banned) so I am the owner and I have all rights to this poem.
I DID NOT STEAL THIS FROM Kura-Gao BECAUSE I AM HER.
- Date: 03/04/2009
- Tags: pain