by iVanillia » Thu Jun 30, 2011 12:13 am
Jazzi was curled up in a white ball.She couldn't look Razor in the face anymore.She was going through what her mother went through when she was her age.She looked at Razor in terror "I'm not a fighter so just let them do what they want to me"She whimpered.She didn't want to be killed fighting so she would just go with what the humans wanted.

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair
what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way