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No love
They were right from day one.
Your fucked bitch, I'm pulling out my gun.
Your life is on the line.
You better say your prayers because
Your life is mine.
The red moon bleeds its lunar light.
A blood splattered death
Cold with no love or life.
You cold hearted fool thought
You were going to get away.
Well guess what, I got you anyway.
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Comments
TamaKit123 Says:
I love the meaning of it....very deep and sad;
but try putting some rhythm to it, stanzas, rhyming
it'll make it so much more like a poem rather than a rant and make it much more powerful