| YOU Michelle Poirier too many tears wasted on you i'm a river run dry nothing left blood bleeding out of my vains empty, gone, dead stillness seeps through me lying stretched out on the floor naked and dead life as you know it gone it's all your fault how does it feel? how does it feel to know that you were the one who killed me? how does it feel to know that you were the one who made me go insane? how does it feel to know that you were the reason i torchered myself? ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT |