My Worst Nightmare

Hold your head up 
Dont be ashamed
the only promise I want u to make
 Is dont be there slave
there trap
or there toy

whats so funny
Ill never know 
when he comes for you dont scream
It only make it better for the evils joy

Learn to cut and enjoy the now.
Please be safe
Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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