A Cutter's Lullaby,
Go to sleep, and close your eyes, and dream of broken butterflies that tore their wings against a thorn. you know the pain the have borne.
Silver Metal, shine so bright. Scarlet blood, that feels so right. Dream of that blood trickling down, and wake up just before your drown.
The moonlight's shining off your tears as you bleed out your own worst fears.
So tonight when you start to cry whisper the Cutter's lullaby... hehehe...
This awesome poem was written by my brother who will be going by jeff the killer when he posts
