I'm broken,
I'm beyond repair.
It's all your fault,
And I'll be sure you know that.
I leave all my hate to you,
All my love to everyone, and anyone else.
I'll take the gun,
And pull the trigger.
Surrounded by a pool of blood,
Maybe you'll finally realize,
I'm not a liar.
Let teh darkness come take me away,
I'll look up at you from down there,
And laugh at your pain.
Just so you know,
This is all
Your fault.
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