UntitledA Poem by Saint SpookyThis comes as no surprise.
Chelsea, comes to visit me
With her darling grin Remove her bandages And set her smile free (She has no sin x2) Her scars they, shine in the darkest place She doesn't want her face To be apart of her mothers descries All alone her heart turns to stone When she dies, When she cries The hooks on her heart They tear her sides When she dies, When she cries The knife is touching her skin Can't you feel her giving in? The blood runs through her teeth As she is falling from grace My soul feels petrified As I stare into her eyes A tear runs down her cheek Cant you see her smiles for me? (Smiles for me) So she'll cut her face WIth a switch blade knife So now were always smiling One last kiss to bring her back And now I see our pain (Chelsea sings) The knife is touching my skin I think I'm giving in The blood runs through my teeth As I am falling from grace His soul feels petrified As he stares in my eyes A tear runs down my cheek I think his smiles for me (Smiles for me)
© 2010 Saint SpookyAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on July 6, 2010 Last Updated on July 6, 2010 AuthorSaint SpookyMaui, HIAboutLet me remind you of what happened to the Jackal who divided portions, between Himself, the Fox and the Lion... After the three animals had bagged an enormous amount of game, The Lion asked the Ja.. more..Writing
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