knife
By skully
What to do, when
Everyone, everywhere suffers
And the only thing that could
Take it away will only make it worse
What to do, when
You’ve played all your cards,
Burnt all your bridge’s, took all your chances
And all that’s left is the hearse
What to do when
The walls close in, you breathe
And the breath don’t come
And just as it couldn’t get any worse
That’s when you see Her
Turning that corner, back in your life
From the back of your mind,
A knife in her smile, and thats when
You just know she still carries
The curse
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© 2009 skully
Published on Monday, June 1, 2009.
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