Monday, September 7, 2009

Wounded

(Written september 4th)

I cut myself to feel the pain
Of never loving you again
You are my heart, you are my soul
Without you, i'm letting go
You're all that's good within my life
The words you typed cut like a knife
You were all the mattered all i need
You leave me wounded, here i bleed
It's almost time for my eternal rest
But one last question before i go
How could you hurt me, when i loved you so?

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