December 11, 2009

criminal

i killed him so many times in my mind
i hated him so much that makes me want to punch his face
i cried coz he tried to get my only confidant
i accept defeat coz im no match to him
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i don't know who to trust anymore
i don't know who to listen to
i don't know what to do
i don't know how to be on my own
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i'll rather go back in my old self
than let them hurt me openly
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i'll rather be the same old criminal,
killing people i don't like
flooding my mind with their blood
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satisfying my hunger for revenge
a mean smile that strucks my heart to laugh
the only way to feel my happiness
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kill him and them