Black Shroud
By maliceman
Mad
Sad
Cry tonight
Love
Feel happiness
Fright
I pierced my skin
Like you pierced my heart
These scars on
my arm
They were the start
I use eyedrops to cry
emotionless
and fake
I used a razor to live
For my own sake
The
black clothing reflects how i feel
Dark and disturbed
Everyone
causes me to feel
Annoyed and perturbed
Living life alone,
Lost in a storm cloud of misery and doubt
This is how i live
Survival in a black shroud
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Copyright 2011 maliceman