No clue

by Zelly   Mar 28, 2007


When life is good,
You come around,
Like a mutt for food,
My feelings drown.

Submerged in blood,
Your weight on my shoulders,
You kill me, and you seem proud,

I'm dieing now,
I've had enough,
For you to take your shit,
Go kill someone else.

I'm tired of the pain,
You bring me every night,
Always with some other guy,
But tonight I die.

The memories,
The honey moon,
I give all right back to you,
And I've got to say, is I've got a gun.

So leave me alone,
The pity you show,

I never wanted to know.
(It's time to let go)

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