The Platinum Bullet

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Rain rain go away.

Because of you

The pain will stay.

Slit my throat

Cut out my heart

Leave me here

Tear it apart

Poison tears stream

Down my cheeks

My heart beats

At a steady pace

Alone and standing

In the rain

I don't need you anymore

Is what I think

While I pour tears

I hate you

Like I hate my life

But love is what

Cuts like a knife

Love is death

Death is you

It's pain stains

Like a black tattoo

Those memories come

Back again and

Blinding me in

Ropes of pain

Crimson blood streams

Down my head

Like a long silk

Ribbon tied by a thread

To a platinum bullet

A hole in my head

Now just a memory

That's cold and dead.

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