CAN'T PUT UP
I WOULD LIKE TO CUT YOU COMPLETELY OUT OF MY MIND, BETRAYAL STILL EATS AWAY AT ME FROM THE INSIDE, DON'T KNOW WHY I JUST CAN'T LEAVE THE TIME WITH YOU BEHIND, AN OPEN WOUND IN MY BRAIN CAN'T BECOME A SCAR, WHY CAN'T I ERASE YOU FROM MY LIFE? PLEASE, TELL ME WHY I GO TO BED EVERY NIGHT WITH THE THOUGHT THAT SOMETHING'S WRONG, SINCE THE MOMENT YOU REPLACED ME WITH 'NOTHER, I CANNOT PUT UP WITH THIS EVEN THOUGH IT WAS A LONG TIME AGO, YOU MAY NOT CARE, CUZ YOUR LIFE GOES ON JAM, BUT MY KNIFE IS RUSTY, AND I CAN'T LEAVE YOU IN THE PAST, BITCH, I REMEMBER THE DAY OUR RELATIONSHIP ENDED, I'M REGRET I FELL IN LOVE WITH YOU, UNDERSTAND THIS, I WAS SO YOUNG AND DUMB, WISH I COULD GO BACK, AND NOT TO MEET YOU, AND NOT TO LOSE MY HEAD, YOU LEFT MY SOUL TORN APART AND BLEEDING, RESENTMENT AND HATE ARE ALL MY FEELINGS, I see it as a moral murder, I can't accept such a miserable outcome... I drink sleeping pills every night, But I cannot close my both eyes Because they are not dry, Time in a spiritual emptiness passes for so long, I wan' live but I feel like nobody when I'm alone, It's like I've already died and already lived my life, I see no more sense in existence, I reach for the knife, I'm sure after I find peace you will not care, After all, you're happy with your life and for you it's fair I hope I find some peace... At least after death... I will watch your boyfriend... And wait for his last breath...
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