Bleed

I don’t know but I like it...
Your mouth is sewn shut, give me the string I’ll rip it open;
leaving you here for dead.
Try the key, try the lever, pull the trigger and let this be over.

Cover your head or face your fears.
Wipe the blood or wipe the tears.

You scream at me, you scream at me.
In silence I hear you screaming at me.

These scars are everything,
everything we've ever accomplished, everything we've ever hated.
These scars only show a broken mess.

Lets go back to when we met, I hated you then,
I’ll never forget you screaming at me.

You scream. In silence I hear you screaming at me.
I’ll never forget how I left you for dead.
   By Amanda Ferguson
Published: 4/27/2006
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