Through it all
I told you once,
I told you twice,
Why must I always pay the price?
But through it all,
Through fire and flames,
You slowly ripped away my shame,
I cried for you,
All night and day,
Will you ever hear a word I say?
But through it all,
Through joy and sorrow,
You left me broken, brittle, hollow,
I'll end it here,
I'll end it now,
I'll kill myself, and you, somehow,
But through it…
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Posted on September 1, 2009 at 9:45am — 1 Comment