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Done To Me

Look at what you’ve done to me it’s so hard to even breathe if I could chisel ice off your stare I’d still be stuck inside this miserable winter you said it would be over soon but I’m still trying to make it through I’ll lay here I’ll do my best to die I’ll stay here away from you so that your piercing eyes can’t stab right through me Do you want me to bleed? Do you need me to disappear? Well give it time, have no fear I’ll be gone by the end of this year I’m headed straight for Death As where I am is about the same I’m so screwed up and I blame you for leaving my mind so lame You ran away that bleak, dark day and I could not find any peace And it’s the least that I can do, so I’ll stay away, away from you

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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