Is this the right time?
I'm all alone...
She was handcuffed
Standing upon a brick wall...
I was a fricking idiot
oh, why was i so stupid...
You see that gun
Shooting it off might be fun...
When you loose someone you love
you always want to look above...
She's sitting there asking herself why
She is holding a razor and wants to die...
*this poem is about killing someone for hurting...
There's some people i want to kill...
She sits on the corner of her bed
Where she drops her head and says...
My Prisons with these four walls,
My Prisons within this empty hall...
I saw no other way out
on that June the ninth...
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You walk pasted him every day but you just turn...
I'm sorry I'm not perfect.
I'm sorry I'm not the one...