COME FOR ME

by TRINI   May 25, 2005


I'M SO TIRED OF BEING THIS WEAK, BROKEN AT EVERY JOINT, I CAN NO LONGER KEEP MY PEACE. HOW MANY PLACES MUST BURN? HOW LONG BEFORE IT'S FINALLY MY TURN?
I SEE THE RED SKY, BLOOD SPILLED BY WORDS, CUE IN ALL THIS PAIN, IT HAS TIME TO PISS ME OFF, AND ITS NEVER THE SAME.
SAME STYLE OF HURT LIKE THE OTHER DAYS, LETS SEE HOW LONG U LAST, WHEN YOUR IN MY PLACE, YOU WILL SEE EXACTLY,
WHY I HATE,
WHY I FEEL,
WHY I CANT WAIT,
FOR IT IT TO COME FOR ME

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