I've taken my life
with the very same knife
that you put in my back
from your selfish attack
if only you could see me now
I would arrange it somehow
for you to feel my pain
so that we would feel the same
I would of bled if you wanted me to
I loved you so much i would of said 'i do'
but now you have gone away
and thats the way it must stay
I'm taking back whats mine
but ill never get back that wasted time
but atleast i'll have my life back
so i can give it another crack
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