Look at Me Now

by The Black Angel Lloyd Rose   Apr 7, 2006


Till the pain ceases to exist.
till the blood won't pour from my wrist,
till you turn and walk away,
till you take back all you did say,

till the ends of our life,
till i feel the tip of the knife,
till you leave me alone for good,
I will hate you back just like i should.

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