Hello bastard
Hello bastard, Tell me.... Did you ever think that the shoe would be on the other foot Did you ever think that i would have a gun to your head So come on quick, tell me what your thinking Are you wishing that you never touched me, That you never raped me Tell me, are you watching your whole life passing before your eyes, Naw your probably labeling yourself as the victim, a victim of circumstance My circumstance But wait dont you wanna hear what you did to me, Dont you wanna knowwhat you taken from me, How numb i am inside out because of you How i dont know how to feel, That i dont know how to function in a simple reletionship, because of you You dont, Hey, im sorry, maybe you wanna hear how you robbed of my soul Oh come on, Dont you wanna play, Remember all the games you made me play Even when I didnt want to, i remember saying no, dont you But now we are playing my game, and the stakes are much higher Because in my game, When i kill you, I can finally kill a part of myself So you see than you must die, Because in everyone ofmy dreams i kill you, You bastardwow this is a poem, i think, its says alot about my life, i hope you like Written March 16th, 2002 © on Sep 16 2002 06:22 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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