RIP Chris

There's things better forgotten

things we regret and everything begotten

the past full of distant memories tasteless remedies horde full of enemies eveyones exemining

me

I cant just lay back and wait

to see your distant face

I can't just wait

when your in my place

So I'll Take this Razor Blade

and I'll be coming home today

I'll go to meet you come what may

but it seems you lost your way

I'll come to see you your house was on the right?

I'm guess you won't be coming home tonight

I'ts my fault she said my fault we did

our fault that we couldn't take anymore our fault were morbid

no matter if i take this razor blade

and dug it across my vain

I'll end up surviving

living with this mortal pain

How come i can't see you anymore

why does it make my heart continously sore

Why didn't i die when we both bled upon that floor

FOrever making the same scar

acrossed my scarred up wrist

forever waiting to see you

Were best friend no matter what chris

So I'll take this Razor Blade,

no matter how many times it takes,

and only you know I'll be leaving home today...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

00:03 24Sept2006 RIP Chris 12 Oct 1985 - 21 Aug 1995

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