When will you stop all my hurting?
With this dagger I am flirting.
Can't you see all the pain,
Or is it washed away with the rain?
The blood keeps flowing.
The only sound I hear is my moaning.
Does this bother you?
Or do you think what you see isn't true?
I'm laying here dying,
And your just standing there lying.
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