black rose

Rookie (this doesn't feel like living too me / a cruel ruthless world full of vulgar and hate)

Love Gone Wrong

her smile makes you cringe deep inside
truth is; you'd rather see her dead than alive
right before she falls asleep, she prays a little prayer for you
in her head she's hoping you're praying for her, too
in her dreams you love her and her only
then she wakes up; on her own and beyond lonely
she talks about u to anyone who'll listen
then she goes home to get the knife from her kitchen
last night she carved your name into her wrist
then a deep slash for every girl, besides her, you've ever kissed
at school you pretend she doesn't even breathe
she's still under your love spell, but you won't let her free
tonight she plans on ending the soap opera for good this time
as she cuts thru a vein for everytime you'd ever lied

Submitted: Sunday, January 20, 2008
Edited: Sunday, January 20, 2008

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