The Fatal Mistake
It’s just a cut, it’s just a scrape
It’s just something I do to escape
I know it’s wrong but I can’t stop
I’m addicted to that dark red drop
Just one more time, just one more prick
Just one more time and this habit I will kick
Don’t worry I won’t do it wrong
Don’t worry I know I am strong
It’s just a scrape, it’s just a cut
It’s just a scratch so so what
But if you want, I will try hard
I’ll open up, I’ll take down my guard
Just one more time, just one more touch
Just one more stab cause I want it so much
But that one more time took its toll
I was tricked but that was its goal
Copyright © Alexandria Fons | Year Posted 2017
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