You're still not gone away, my friend
I still fear my life at an end
I sitll fear letting you back in my life
I still fear me needing my knife.
I don't fear to hurt myself
But I fear to hurt someone else
I fear that all the things you do
Will make me snap on you.
I still hope you will just leave
You've done nothing but decieve
You've betrayed, lied and stole
And now the anger has taken it's tole |
Submission Name: These Webs #2(edited)
