Now has come

by Tricia   Sep 15, 2005


Screaming in the night,
Stabbing all thats rights.
Bleeding through and through,
Dying this time is you.
Forgetting all the time,
You are supposed to be mine.
Listen to my scream,
Never will we be a team.
Bleeding through and through,
Dying this time is you.

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