Up late

by Miranda   Aug 5, 2011


I see you stand in my corner
please go away and come back another time
I'm tired
its late
i can see your reading my mind
stop shaking your finger at me
your long white fingers
your face changes
Ive never actually seen your true face
your face changes into the guy i like
why do you have to do this to me
your face now becomes dark
and changes into my worst nightmare
my first heart break
this is where i draw the line
i slowly pull the small knife out from under my pillow
i throw it at you when your head is turned
you catch it and throw it back at me
i catch it
next thing i know is that there is a knife
right through my hand
he starts laughing
the pain doesn't hurt
but i stare at you and smile
and lick the blood away
i do a evil laugh
you jump on my and growl
your breath is horrible
i bite whats left of your nose
you disappear
and its late
so now i sleep until tomorrow

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