by Rahul Bhattacharya on Tuesday, 08 June 2010 at 23:50
do you need to twist the knife is as you leave
though blind you were always beautiful to me
take away all that i can give
go away go away...pretend you are not for us
a trail of blood will linger and follow you as you leave
though late you always came to me
today you leave me alone in this house of evil
on door one was truth on the other door was lie
which one to enter through was upto you to decide
but you like coloured rain and poison in the sky
i will be left holding the miscarried hopes of people who have died
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