The Essence Of Who I Am

You fell in love with a murderer

Believe me it’s not a joke

You saw my smile and loved it

But if you saw my heart

You would see it bleeds out the hoax

Its quite a sad story I know

You’ll know its too late when the knife is up against your throat

Because she bled me out slowly

From the wrists down to my soul

I knew I always loved you

And I’m sorry to let you go

But run as fast as you can

Even if I scream no

Its too late for me and now you know

I killed the little girl I used to be

My knife is already thrown

M.A.P

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