He said that he would bleed for you..
He lied.
He said that he would die for you..
You cried.
Now that you need his lies..
The only thing to help you now is gone.. how foolish are you..

She held your hand,
her arm unoticed,
But now shes dead,
her arm exposed,
she wrote you a note
A note that spoke about her pain,
for how she lived life in the rain,
she drew herself at the bottom of the page,
she drew a knife,
her face in rage.