- Feb 28, 2009
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It was never his intent to kill her
He said he wasn't aware of her heart's susceptibility
And she, weakened, had no perceptibility
Of the quick, deep cuts and stabs he made
As with every withdrawal, he sharpened his blade
For the next attack
Even in his fevered frenzy
He had no idea
That he'd even drawn blood
For, it was inside that the flood
Coursed through her core
And as each corpuscle tore
She bled from the inside, out
Drowning in her own pain and self-doubt
Hurt, misery, and misplaced trust
(Hacked to pieces)
By his own self-hate and twisted lust
All because she tried to heal him
But he was angered
That her inner light made his more DIM
And, for that, she had to pay
Always pushing her away
While pulling her to stay
But, it was never his intent to kill her.
He said he wasn't aware of her heart's susceptibility
And she, weakened, had no perceptibility
Of the quick, deep cuts and stabs he made
As with every withdrawal, he sharpened his blade
For the next attack
Even in his fevered frenzy
He had no idea
That he'd even drawn blood
For, it was inside that the flood
Coursed through her core
And as each corpuscle tore
She bled from the inside, out
Drowning in her own pain and self-doubt
Hurt, misery, and misplaced trust
(Hacked to pieces)
By his own self-hate and twisted lust
All because she tried to heal him
But he was angered
That her inner light made his more DIM
And, for that, she had to pay
Always pushing her away
While pulling her to stay
But, it was never his intent to kill her.