Saturday, March 13, 2010

Last Mistake

The voice is going down and you are coming with me too
I have no time to spare, its time to clear my last due
Procrastinated long enough I know I should wait no more
I care for no blisters now when the whole life is sore

Its time to do or be done away with
No time to dicover life or try to subdue its myth
All I do is wait and writhe and blame the past
And this seizure has helped me always to finish last.

But I have decided to this time turn on your life
When I marched into battle you were the one playing the fife
No, it didn't help so now I have to take my retribution
Come here so I can finally get rid of your everlasting pollution

Locked in close with me, now what will it take
For you to say sorry for your Goddamn mistake
Don't worry I will give you second chance too like I got
But I'll still kill you for your last mistake which I never forgot.

Running away will delay it but your death is sure
Oh, for your habit of making mistakes I have a failproof cure
I know that you won't deprive me of my right to get a good riddance
Your mistakes are sever enough for me to make no assurance.

A wall awaits at the end of the road you have turned
Only ashes remain reminiscent of the pages that you burned
No sorry is to be given for any of your mistakes
From my mistakes this is the only thing I have learned.

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