Left For Dead

One last conflict, one last attack.
It's just a lie, but I'll not be back.
Another hit. Another tear shed.
I promise you, you'll be left for dead.
Forget your ____, forgot your "love"
You're pretty much digging your own grave, _____.
Red pressure swells under my skin
violence like flames under gin.
I'm not phased by your apologies...
So shut the ____ up- pretty please?
Run from me, it makes it more fun.
Please challenge me, I like it when you 
fall, done.
I "love" you... if it's really what you wanna 
hear me say.
Honest, I don't know those words-
I'm not gonna play. 
Don't say I didn't tell ya,
don't say I didn't warn- 
I've resented you since I was born.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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