Saturday, March 05, 2005
drive me suicide
hang on to me now
I go down the wishing well
the water is cold
darkness swells my feet
my skin shrivels up, wrinkles
it hurts, it feels numb
throw down the rope, please
I can't stay up much longer
drowning in my grave
I go down the wishing well
the water is cold
darkness swells my feet
my skin shrivels up, wrinkles
it hurts, it feels numb
throw down the rope, please
I can't stay up much longer
drowning in my grave
# posted by Kathy @ 4:57 PM 
