I Stand Alone
Ad 2:
2002-10-15 01:38:00 (UTC)


Broken pieces in your hands
The bits of debris, the bloody mess
Runs through your fingers like sand
But you could'nt care less
Shards that peirce your fingertips
Tiny slivers that cut your skin
Not a word passes through your lips
Peices sticking in you like pins
Playing with this blood-soaked pile
That your slowly tearing apart
The fragile gift I gave to you
My gift to you, MY HEART!