Pounding fists
Against hardened wood
Nothing works
Did you think it would?
You didn't expect
For this to occur
They wanted you dead
This is how they make sure.
Locked six feet below
Your air running out
You take a deep breath
And let out a shout.
No one can hear you
They never will
Locked in a coffin
Till there's no more to feel.
ok you prolly wonderin y i have a new person in my line of art. if ur not fuck you and keep reading anyway. his name is D, not tellin u cause he is not one to have stalkers now. reasons y im not on so mush anymore:
-on tagged.com
-talking with boys/mostly d
-sleeping
-bored
-on facebook
-going in preperation mode so i can see BLACK VEIL BRIDES CONCERT IN 3 WEEKS!!!!!
Heller to ye! i am starting a deviant family! plz join me and enlarging the familygroup if you or anyone you know wants to join send me a message
tihs is an ieda of mnay but olny i lveos you all! if you can raed plz syas you lveos me toos!