His face

by vanna   Jul 9, 2005


A tear creeped down her cheek
as she poured another shot
she stared him in the eye
and softly whispered "youve been caught"

he made her feel so worthless
memories of him wash out of her head
she stumbles past her friends
and falls straight to the bed

the image of his face dissapears
as she pulls out her blade
she barely hears his voice
as her death threats are made

she loves them all
but she cant keep lying like this
her blood pours to the ground
as she tells herself it was only a kiss

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