Why does it hurt ?

by ~*~*~† ChEyEnNe †~*~*~   Jun 23, 2005


Lying here in this pool of blood
bleeding to death because of you
you used and abused the privileges of my heart
you took it out and riped it apart
so now i lie here thinking while I die What was going through your mind when you were with that girl
so now because of you I cry instead of sleep
i cant take it anymore
so here i am
i slit my wrist
and watch my blood poor
through my wrist and on to the floor
and as this pool of blood grows larger
i pray you\\\'ll be the one to find me
slowly slipping away

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