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Can't Take Back What You Make {War III}
written by Morbid Angel11:54 PM 11/12/04| It's the same with the hurtful things you say, you can't take back them or what you create, you can't stop from falling the tears that you make. You created me from a fun night of fucking, maybe thats why you hate me because that night wasn't about loving, to you it was just a fuck and in your heart there was nothing, but inside your body a helpless child was forming. You don't deserve the gift of another human being, look at the way I'm treated, I bet you wish you'd never kept it. I'm not your fucking dress that didn't fit so you returned, you can't push me back inside you, even if you're not concerned. It's like you're paying me back for the pain I gave you when I was being born, I know that hurt but it's no reason to kill what you're supposed to care for. What cuts me up the most is you don't have any hate for my sister, thats what makes me hate you and thats what makes me hate her. I don't blame my dad for leaving and I know I'm not to blame, you keep trying to tell me I am but I won't fall for it again, he tells me the truth and his love remains the same, with him I wasn't abandoned, just left out in the rain. It must have started with my blue eyes, when I was first brought into life, it ended with my red wrists, when I was last touching this knife. |
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War pt III
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| » Comments / Feedback | by (anonymous) (11-13-2004 - 01:35 AM)
| wow...that's definently a way to get your message out... |
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