Heroin Bob Idiot
 Age: 31 Gender: Female Posts: 584
 | July 1st, 2008 at 11:27am Colors of gray swirl around me
ever so intoxicating clouds
fogging my vision and numbing my senses
I'm becoming a prey
any feeling of attack is not possible
The bloods on your hands
as you swallow my broken bones
and stab my bleeding heart
not a regret in your mind
I'm just victim number nine
A nameless body without a story
dead up arrival, heart torn out
You make your mark carved in my abdomen
the words" She died for you with a broken heart"
your mind races as my sternum cracks
a bone through my once beating heart
I'm a image that won't leave your mind
more than just victim number nine
you never realized who I was
'Till your bullet flew through your skill
your one and only
Victim Number Nine |