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Thank you…
You want to make me cry,
Then sit back as you watch me die.
Fine, it’s not like I love you,
But whatever it was, now it’s through.
You stab my back, and ignore my scream
I didn’t know you were so coldhearted and mean.
My heart’s broken, and I can’t breathe.
But death can’t come, it’s to soon for me.
Then again you don’t care, you never did.
When I was hurt and needed your help you hid.
Runaway like you always do, and leave me be.
But please just leave the knife, so I can end my misery…
 Inarie · Sun Feb 15, 2009 @ 03:14am · 0 Comments |
