simple_mess11
New member
Let her gain composure before she comes clean
Sweat on her temple, a soft coated sheen
Her body shaking nervous, about to make a scene
The blood on her pillow case, you should have foreseen
You can't help but notice the pills on the floor
How you were the only one she wanted to come through that door
Her only rapport
The only one not chanting Whore
Her trepidation in the form of slits
Its not your fault shes bleeding wrists
Screaming in her midnight fits
Wishing she could call it quits
With one phone call you could have changed
One more headstone, to lack a name
Dulled razor could have lammed
Instead of taking her shame
(c) Cariel Bowglin
Sweat on her temple, a soft coated sheen
Her body shaking nervous, about to make a scene
The blood on her pillow case, you should have foreseen
You can't help but notice the pills on the floor
How you were the only one she wanted to come through that door
Her only rapport
The only one not chanting Whore
Her trepidation in the form of slits
Its not your fault shes bleeding wrists
Screaming in her midnight fits
Wishing she could call it quits
With one phone call you could have changed
One more headstone, to lack a name
Dulled razor could have lammed
Instead of taking her shame
(c) Cariel Bowglin