i dont really know
how much more of your shit i can take
you've let me know
that you could careless about what i do
whit my life
so let me know if you worke up tomarrow
with me beside you with blood drenched clothes
would you care, would you even noticeme
would you see the gun missing from the case and in my hand
would you even notice im dead
i cut my wrists
just one more time
to see the blood
flow down my arm
to the floor
where it shall
fall and splatter
to stain the
floorand a peice
of me shall
be there for ever
to let everyone
there know what
hell had lived and died
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