Stab Stab Stab
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If I can then I will twist this knife until it snaps at the hilt
to make you feel this damage done is real.
When will I recover from a wound that never heals? The answer's
always never. Forget November and suffer with a smile.
Blood soaked tee shirt worn only once and left wet to remind me
never to turn my back on you again.
Counting all the days and nights since I've slept and you're not
alone?
How could anything this tragic turn into a laughing matter. Am I
not alone?
Just because you're rotting doesn't mean you're dead. It doesn't
make you loved. You just got lost in it. We both love the money,
we all love our friends. It doesn't make us pricks. We just keep
falling in.
I can't rest, my neck's too stiff. Is this remorse or hindsight
making me delirious?
With a goodnight kiss, these bloody lips whisper something about
rats and sinking ships.
Leave me lifeless. A bloody whisper from your lips.
Forget November, suffer this.
A lie, if you donít believe. A lie. Thatís how we live our
lives.
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