Oh sweet heart put the knife down,
Your blood shouldn't be spilled.
Though you've been hated, ignored, and used,
There is a small hope things will get better.
Baby stop your crying your face looks red.
Tell me your story that I haven't read,
I'll tell you mine and you'll understand you're not alone.
Sweet heart you spilled your blood,
Remember what I said?
You were a precious lamb to the gods,
You were my pure lamb.
A person like you shouldn't be sad,
The ones who caused it should feel pain.
Just close your eyes and count sheep,
My precious lamb I hear your breaths.
1, 2, 3, Keep breathing I don't want you to stop.
If you stop then my precious lamb...
Will be sent to hell because of suicide.
 XxDeathlyxDarkxHunterxX · Thu Jul 30, 2009 @ 06:13am · 0 Comments |
