Bled Dry
By Labitina
I am done, I have no more
I now know that I can never win this war
But neither will you
Because now I'm through
Beat me, stab me, do what you will
You can even go as far as to kill
But just to let you know
I have already let go
You can't get anything from me
My heart is completely empty
I now can no longer bleed
You cut me for too long just to fill your need
But I now I have no more blood left to bleed
The fault lies in your own greed
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Copyright 2005 Labitina
Published on Thursday, June 9, 2005.
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"Poetry"