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| 162 7/10/02 Her Fault It�s all her fault the day dyed, And just when it seemed it was so alive, Filled with everything you could possibly want, With every craving and hunger filled, Along with promises and future planed, When dreams did come and feelings where to expand, Everything was so great until it all came to an end, It�s totally her fault what ended that day, She had no right to do what she did in that way, Without any reason motive or say, She ended the day in her own special way, No sorrys or feelings of wrong doings, Just her getting pissed off for what she had no right doing, A shot in the nuts and it all went away, And for thing this act of blasphemy was committed that day, There�s nothing worse she could have done without killing a man, Then to violate them for no reason which is a shame, Not even a sorry or shown forgivings for what she caused, She just got mad and caused a scene because of what she�d done, It�s all her fault that day had to die, It seemed so perfect but she had something else in mind, I�ve asked so many times to end this meaningless physical pain, And I swear to the lives of all those who don�t take life in vain, That this is where it all ends in her sick twisted game, I love her to death but I can�t if there is any more pain. |