Blood on my fists
Bled from my wrists.
Cut with a razor
Red like a laser.
There goes my life
Backstabbed with a knife.
Fell to the floor
When he opened the door.
The love was too great
But filled with much hate.
Everyone's fate is to someday die
But no one will ever know the reason why....
 
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