Mar 17, 2004 18:59
He said to him self
"Whisper the voices in their heads..
i listend to you once.
Under the radar we killed each other, watching the blood stain the street.
and our asp, chewing out the souls from the tears of my heart"
He than said
"Why cant i hurt her"
He Picked up some paper and wrote.
" Dear Paper,
You have made my finger tips bleed a thousand times before, why dont you love me.
My infautation starts with the lies you tell me. I eat them to stop my appetite for love.
And Itch here, and an itch there, i want you in the center of my chest.
I am so confused about your thoughts paper, you look at me with such a blank look.
Your white paley leaves, feeling the scratches from my lead knife.
where is she when you need her paper....
where is she.
Love
The boy who started to play with bullets in his mouth."
He than kissed the paper good bye,
and red spots than appeared on it.....