When you gasp your last breath, dont utter a prayer, I've given you too many chances, yet you are nothing more, than a betrayer. It was meant to be this way, I am your slayer. What's the difference if I shoot you? You've already take my life, I opened my heart to you, and you stabbed it with a knife. I am already dead, but, why go it alone? Why let you get away with so much wrong? For every action there is a reaction, and you have stabbed me in the back, You have fucked with the wrong woman, -- one who doesn't know how to react, to this pain, I'm insane. But you can tell it to this bullet, that I'm putting in your brain.
Reason for writing:
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Birth sign: Libra
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