| Death Slowly put the blade to your vein, look up and say your last good bye. Slice it well and watch it drain. Tears flow down as you die. Friend and foe watch alike. All in awe as they scream inside. Although they may all dislike, they seem down because you died. They all watched your inhumation saying their good byes to the pale remains. the pain you've caused can never be healed with medication. The death of one left many in chains. Death is mearly the begining, You will never be able to make up for your sinning. |