THE END

by BRIT   Jul 20, 2007


THE PAIN THAT I EXPERIENCE INSIDE
IT HURTS ME SO BAD
ITS WAY TO MUCH FOR ME TO HIDE
TO SEE ME HURTING MAKES YOU GLAD

EVERY TEAR THAT I CRY
ARE BECAUSE OF YOU
OFTEN I ASK MYSELF WHY?
I EVER EVEN LOVED YOU

AS I WRITE YOU A NOTE
AND PREPARE MYSELF FOR THIS
FOR SOMETHING YOU CAUSED
I EASILY MAKE A SLIT IN MY WRIST

MY BLOOD DRIPS TO THE FLOOR
CRYING EVEN HARDER NOW
AS I SLIDE DOWN THE DOOR
BECAUSE FOR THE LAST TIME, YOU'VE BROUGHT ME DOWN

IT TOOK YOU UNTIL NOW TO SEE
HOW BAD I WAS TREATED
YOU WERE EVERYTHING TO ME
NOW I HAVE SUCCEEDED...

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