On Life... |
You. a piece of flesh between my claws, you won't even make it to my mouth Use. You will hurt for all my hurt (unfair) Sorrow. later... Revenge. on everyone that got in the way on everything that caused me pain Regret. maybe someday, probably not In Dreams. in dreams you cry and I laugh, sorry it had to be this way I. not the first or the last Hurt. inflicted on my hands, crippling my fingers Comfort. i don't find comfort here, this is just a toy... you are just a toy Cold. not usually so cold...but iceberg touches chill me ...sorry, but i can't stop now... |