Living Carcass
Let the vulture
Pick at my flesh
Let it peel off
Into many pieces
How about I never breath again?
Would that bother you?
Would that change your plans?
Never sigh another word
Filled with happyness
I hate this life entirely
Fuck the pretentious
What if I drop dead now
Fall from the sky
Hit with such an impact
My bones are sucked dry
No one knows what really happened
it was just an accident right?
wrong
The world has turned and walked on
forgetting me on its lawn
I hate the fact you don't care
don't even try to understand
don't worry its my last day here
never to return
again.
by
McRluvrposted on 02/11/2008
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