My Decisions
i look up and wonder why
he must choose me and make me cry
never said a word didnt have the courage too
wondering why no one says a word
i guess the laughter surpasses the need to help
leaving school with blood stained clothing
hoping one day these bloods stains would hold true
revenges comes like a thief in the night
taking the sinner life
without a second though for his life
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