In my head all I can think about is death,
Reaching out.
I see her hand
I'm hidden.
She cant find me she never will.
Because I am hidden
Hidden from my problems
Hidden from my LoveLife
Hidden from my everything
I am hidden from her.
She wants me dead
A knife in my head.
In my heart
I don't know what she's aiming for.
I hear her words in the back of my
HEAD
My arm is grabbed
Thrown to the wall.
She walks closer
As I fall.
Knife in her hand as I suspected.
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