His Words

June 3, 2011
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The Warm blood running down my body
His Face in my mind
The knife in my mind

I know he wont miss me
because he's got a new me
I hope he sees me in her eyes
The hour that i die

His words are frigged
His touch is cold
they cut me deep down inside

I hope he's proud
His words
Where the
death of

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