my love and my death of me
to my love ....
many days i cry
many time you make me cry
but every time i cry you die
love is hate and love is pain
you desotryed my sun
now i live in shadow
you make me bleed from inside
you poke me with needles to see if i would bleed
you cheeted like a math test
you hurt me with pleaze
killing me slowly
the one i love i hate
to my love that i hate....
from camille lynn ballentine