Hatred
Blood
Guts
Knives
Lives
Me you
We both had to die
Black
Red
Bud
Smack
None really wants that
I've came
You've gone
Now I have to be the one
I'm here
You're there
Dead bodies lying every where
Copyright © Bryn Murphy | Year Posted 2008
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