You'll Be Too Late

December 4, 2011
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You snap at her for no reason at all
You knock her down, love to make her fall
The words you say tear her apart
Stab her like knives and nails in the heart
Does it make you happy to see her cry
To know you kill her a little inside
Why do you treat her different
Why do you torment
You make her feel unloved
Drive her to spill her blood
One day maybe you’ll realize
Just how much you hurt her inside
But by then it’s too late
She’s already met with death for a date





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