Stabbed in my heart
my blood's oozing out,
drippin n' tricklin,
it's poolin on the ground,
beneath my torso,
as I collapse on thee,
this was my bitter,
my bitter sweet goodbye,
fo' i left a letter,
sent to many, including you,
to explain my reasons,
why i died for you,
that's right! , your secret,
secret's out in full view,
fo' all to see,
wish i could have seen,
seen the look on your face,
when they took me away,
now that i am gone,
an its over for us,
what's left for you?
Just a bitter, so bitter,
bitter sweet goodbye!
Bitter sweet goodbye might stab our heart to seep the pain! ! ! Good one) well write! !
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Well written and the fact that you're reading this comment must mean you're not dead. which is a good thing.