I was heading back home,
She saw me all alone,
One look and it was done,
'Cause the hangman has come.
The hangman strikes once again,
My broken heart felt once again,
The rain is coming once again,
It is going to leave a stain...
The hangman skinned me alive,
She raped all my feelings,
And among other things,
She made me feel alive.
The hangman strikes once again,
My broken heart felt once again,
The rain is coming once again,
It is going to leave a stain...
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PoetryThere's a scar on my head...It's the smile on my face Couverture @Emmojoy (qui écrit super bien)
