Thursday, March 29, 2012

Moment of Regret

Well,
I'm waiting
It's all over, isn't it?
I'm done with, gone.
You don't need me now,
Okay.
I never needed you anyway.
Or loved you
When I swore,
I lied.
And when you left,
No! I cried!
I had to say some things...
But I didn't mean it.
Like I don't mean this.
This blood isn't mine. Never touched that blade.
Never could be perfect, that just wasn't me
And I'm finally starting to see
That it wasn't you either.
And I made a mistake
When I cut
on my wrist
But now it's too late.
Only,
Wait...

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