When I was in hospital, this was the only song loud and erratic enough to drown out the sound of the alarms. Both those that were real and the ringing inside my own head.
"I don't like this song. Honestly, it just sounds like a girl screaming to me."
So you turned the music off.
I don't like being psycho-analysed before I am sexually assaulted.
I wish I could have turned you off.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
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hi
ReplyDeletescars will heal soon
you shrug it off
except that you don't
better, it surely
it don't fall out
said,
i live low
i lisp, i die
sugar shooting
bled with deadbeats
only crawl
so your sad eyes
quite christian
blood
drop it, it's dead
we drop it
and took the body home
sad eyes
scars, i'm chopping dagger
see you'll never walk
only stagger.
sad eyes
quite christian
blood