Too Late..

by Ram   May 26, 2008


..Too Late..

The b***h told me, she started laughing
i grabbed her by the throat, shes gasping
shes pleading me to let go as she chokes
i was ready to make sure her neck was broken
she thought it was funny, now she struggling to breathe
b***h this what happens when you lie and decieve
i pull out a knife and cut her neck open
i let go of her, she stands back chokin
blood splatter hits me right in the face
i wipe it off with feelings of shame and disgrace
spit on her face, her eyes going blank so slowly
she stuffed up, did she expect me to show her mercy?
i feel no remorse, im happy shes dead
oh wait, shes still moving, i better kick her in the head
f**k that, i aint wastin more energy on this who*e
i get some petrol, pour it over her and all over the floor
go to the stove, turn the gas on full blast
walk back to her, write a letter on her behalf
why she slit her throat and set her self on fire
from the crime scene, theres no evidence of me to aquire
i got my alibi set, i was out drinkin with a mate
by the time i got home, the house was burnin, it was too late

..pOEtik..

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