Stained She's unconcious and lying on the floor Can't think what happened the night before A broken bottle in her hand Her life, she didn't understand She escaped, suicide Bloodstained sheets cover her lifeless body Bloodstained deaths pouring through her lifeless veins All is gone but yet, Lonliness remains He is broken when he sees her body He's been through this unknown death already He falls to his knees Whispers, 'don't go, please' Bloodstained hands hold her near to him Bloodstained hate fills his pulsing veins All is gone but yet Her cold blood remains
What's FFF? I really like the poem! It's sad but very true, alot like if LP decided to make a song about suicide. But to be honest, it is really a peice of genuine artwork.