Fingers trembling,
lips quivering,
tears fall without hesitation
as the cold hand of fate
Bitch slaps you back into place.
The cruel agony of defeat
crushing your spirits.
With its icy hands closing
tight around your lungs.
Cry for help... you may
but it won't let you.
IT wants you to know..
the
cold...
hard...
truth...
THERE IS NO EASTER BUNNY
lips quivering,
tears fall without hesitation
as the cold hand of fate
Bitch slaps you back into place.
The cruel agony of defeat
crushing your spirits.
With its icy hands closing
tight around your lungs.
Cry for help... you may
but it won't let you.
IT wants you to know..
the
cold...
hard...
truth...
THERE IS NO EASTER BUNNY

Comments
hey did you ever get that email? i got the pic but its too giant to send, what format do you want me to shrink it to?