Crimson stained tiles

by Still Slightly Broken   Jul 5, 2008


How does it feel,
To know your the reason for her death.
I hope your happy now,
Shes taken her final breath.

You got what you wanted,
Shes finally out of your way.
You won't ever see her face again,
But she won't see the light of day.

No one saw it coming,
To us you were a nice guy from the track.
Now we see through your disguise,
But its too late, shes not coming back.

I've never seen so much blood,
It covered her bathroom floor.
With crimson stained tiles,
And hand marks on the door.

She wrote you a letter you know,
In her blood on the mirror,
"I never thought you'd do this to me,
Our love, I thought was a never ending river".

"I'm sorry it had to end this way,
I'm sure we both have many regrets,
But now I can stay with you forever,
And I'm sure you wont forget."

***Not finished yet***

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