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 |