May 31, 2004 11:37
my lungs are full from breathing you in,
the longer i have you there, the more its going to kill me.
you're made of nothing but dirt and tears,
its like acid through my bones.
just let me rest in here,
at least i'll never see you again,
id rather not know what happens
its more safer that way.
i'll write your name on the walls,
what a bloody mess it would make.
at least i'll never see you again.