Dripping with poison
The words spill out of your mouth
Filling the room with hatred
Ice cold is the air that surrounds you and I
As the knife pierces my white flesh
The dark red blood streams down my back
And you just stand there
Watch me as I fall to the ground
I didn’t know you could be so cruel
I didn’t mean to fall for you this way
You better run and hide
They are after you now
No hiding from them forever they will find you
Just like they found me in the damp earth
Under the great weeping willow
Dressed to kill
But dead already

 
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