just scream until you cannot breathe
just scream until it hurts
scream until theres nothing left
where your lungs are about to burst

you are weak
nothing is there
nothing inside
nothing, not air

you meant nothing
you're worthless
not worth the care
she thought you were something
she thought you were fair

you left her alone
with a cold sharp knife
you know that it is there
yet you let her take her own life

wow what a friend
and did you think she would last?
she picked up the knife
and goodbye she would gasp

so scream until you cannot breath
just scream untill it hurts
scream until there is nothing left
where your lungs are about to burst

------- Author's Notes -------

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