My Blood

I searing pain tears through me

Realizing you'll never be there again

But we've got our own lives to live

All good things must come to end



I'll pull out the dagger you've placed in my heart

Stepping back out into the world, a lonely man

And just think of you as nothing anymore

Because it's my blood on my hands

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I want you as a friend, but only when you can treat me like one.

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