A Creation Of My Own

  • Pick up the knife 'N swirl it around in the air,

    Just keep jabbing me,

    Where's my heart you missed it ?

     

    Forgot that I gave it away so very long ago,

    But oh that's no big deal,

    Your the one who keeps it.

     

    Forgetting all the times that we were alone,

    All those empty promises dying on there own.

     

    No problem to you,

    Because your the one who's whole,

    I have a empty place in my chest,

    And it's eatting at my soul.

     

    I guess I'm gone forever.

     

    That sweet little girl you decided to betray,

    The same little girl who was never afraid,

    Filled with scars and marks from the past,

    Now look at me I'm raising hell,

    And I'm doing it on my own.

     

    I don't need any help from you or any one,

    Soon your all going to burn in my creation called hell.

     

    What,

    Now your begging for me back,

    Wishing I was whole,

    Wishing we could restart,

    Wanting things to be how they were,

    Before you betrayed me,

    But you can't pay the toll.

     

    You took my heart and ripped it in pices,

    If it wasn't bad enough you spit on those pices,

    I can never do to you what you did to me,

    Now look whos truly hearless,

    And it really isn't me.

     

    You can deal and face life on your own,

    You earned this all by your self,

    Can't wait to see you burn in my creation called hell.

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