KV (12/15/89 / michigan)

Blood On My Hands

The blood on my hands came from you
I looked at them and the pain just grew
I went to the wake.

I saw you lying there in that blouse
My mind became a haunted house
Your death is driving me crazy
Im ready to pull out my hair

This emotional pain I can not bare
I now stand by your grave hoping you come back
Even I know my hopes are cold dense and black
Though you are dead ill remember you forever

You are the part of my heart
that cant be put back together
The Blood on my hands came from you
I looked at them and the pain just grew

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