Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Morning ramble

So here I am one more time
Another shot chased with a lime
Only my voice slurring your name 
You look at me with the most shame
I can't take this any longer 
My eyes begin to wonder
Why did you make me feel this way
What bad karma do I have to pay
Another shot taken 
The end in the making 
I know what I'll do
Is murder you too
Tell you I love you
And leave without a clue
No longer hearing from me
Your soul bleeding from thee
And then we will be even
And I won't look at you another evenin

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