Your Words.

by Poppy   Sep 21, 2004


I’m the dark goddess of pain,
Try and run away in vain,
I’m the evil angel of death,
Here to take away your last breath.

Born from the flames of hell,
Where I’ll forever dwell,
I’m darkness I am night,
Here I hide away from Gods sight.

I fly around with open wrists,
I think of you I clench my fists.
All that sorrow,
And I have no tomorrow.

You got away with it this time,
But soon you’ll be mine,
I’ll make you cry out,
And I’ll make you doubt.

Like you made me doubt myself,
I’ll make you yelp,
You hurt me bad,
You made me very sad.

Those words you throw at me,
Those words that wont let me be,
They haunt me to this day,
I’m still in dismay.

I’ll come back for you,
It’s all I can do,
To stop the hate,
You knew I’d always take the bate.

School I hated because of you,
And the was very little I could do,
Sticks and stones will break my bones,
And your words will forever hurt me.

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