These Veins Are Prettier Opened
The Life That FLows From Within.
Leaving Me Faint.
Leaving Me Hysterical With Tears.

See This Wrist that Cries Tears For You
See This Blade That Marks Your Hate
This Is the Product of My Fate
This Is What You Reaped

[this is unfinished. i'll finish it later.]

break me into little pieces.
until i am nothing
then when they remember me
they can say i was beautiful dead.

if you die young
then you stay pretty
just dust particles
so no one can see

then the flesh rots
and yet your still so beautiful
just bones
brand new bones

i want to be buried with you
so i can be looked at the same way
They're So Beautiful Dead
They're So Beautiful Dead