Monday, 11 June 2007
12:57:29 PM (GMT)
And if you apply pressure, the bleeding would end. You should be fighting, fight to
defend. And if my wrist stops bleeding, my heart stops too. All becuause i loved, and
can't go with out you. And if the scars fade, so will my mind. I'll leave it all now,
leave the world behind. Walking corpse, maimed at the heart. This shallow life of
mine, its all just a part. So if you apply pressure, and the bleeding dosn't stop.
Then he'll be the winner, he'll be at the top. He'll know he broke you down, and
caused you to cry. He'll know that he's the reason, that everyday you die. He'll know
that your broken, your heart and mind. Whats the worse scenario, he'll leave you
behind. Your put on this world, to live and endore. But for a broken heart, there is
no cure. You have to leave it bleed, and wipe itself out. Thats what love and
tradgedy, are truly all about. So apply pressure, and stop the bleeding. Stop your
crying, and all the stupid pleading.
>>a guy is just a guy. They're no reason to die.<<
Last edited: 14 June 2007