Your time here on earth is at its end
Your hour glass is almost done
As I watch you suffer, see you in agony
That pleasure fuses the pain
You leave me feeling nothing
No remorse, no grief as
You lie there and slowly die
You reach out for sympathy
From one or all of three
What I have to offer you
Is what you offered me
Many years ago
The laughter that deafens you
Crippling your emotions
Leaving you defenseless and weak
Your time here is over
Your hour glass is done
You die leaving me feel nothing
No good bye, no tears, no I love you
No I forgive you from one or all of three.
💀BROKEN187SOUL 💀
Copyright 01-08-06
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