Feb 25, 2004 20:20
Shove it
Love it
Dove into
Frozen thin
I swear
I can't win
Shirts will tear
And Screams will sound
Never hold friends dear
You'll end up tied and bound
Forgetting yourself and wanting them
Smearing the tears and turning dirt to mud
Such is your name after the world hears what you did to me
Blessed are those who have any chance to live, for they have the chance to die