Blood washes out
By RavenCross
Everyone wearing white dresses. Everyone breaking silence at their own discretion. Our knuckles are bleeding resulted from the slashing. But we're still standing up still keeping our dresses white. No one wants to hurt at all, But everyone winds up wounded when the panthers inside strike. But at least we can keep our dresses white. And still look pretty still smile at the atler Inside you just wanna break the rules and smash the walls, Don't they know no one ever reads the fine print? But we know are dresses are still white, And we're still happy in the end. For life ever to mean anything to ever be worthwhile, There needs to be bloodshed to be pain to be crying. But by the time it's over and all the way though, We're still standing tall and blood washes out. Written November 17th, 2001 © on Nov 17 2001 08:41 AM PST 10 • 0 • 12
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