Knife

by music4pumpkins   May 21, 2008


I feel the knife
stabbing my heart
a fiery life
from the start

as death comes
will you run away
from the tombs
or give up that day

your happiness lies
as do your words
all your tries
just makes us thirds

never mind
the words i say
all them are unkind
just my way

with your knife
inside me now
a scar on my life
with no final bow

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