The first day you left her cold and lonely
You came striding back " bae what i promised was bologne."
She just froze there and stared, but you left her in your dust
You couldnt help what wasn't meant to be, all you had was lust
She didnt feel like throwing a fit
From then on she felt all you did was hit
She looks around all the faces
Then in shame she bends to tie her laces
She gave it all her might
But all you did was fight
Then in the dead of silence
It turned and grew into violence
Things felt wild and crazy
She fell with such force everything turned hazy
She sat asking " how did i not see what was going to happen to me?"
Scars and bruises mark her now but at least she is free
From day one you called her "Hun"
Even though the amount of love you had equaled zero to none
She was a person who was passive
But you were far too agressive
Guess it didnt take long when you stole her life
The world got revenge through your chest with a knife
Her soul grows tall to this day
I miss those times we would run and play
You knew you had her in the palm of your hand
Still you kicked her when she couldnt stand
Heads bow at her funeral in hopes to get stronger
We all reach a point when we dont have to wait longer.
You came striding back " bae what i promised was bologne."
She just froze there and stared, but you left her in your dust
You couldnt help what wasn't meant to be, all you had was lust
She didnt feel like throwing a fit
From then on she felt all you did was hit
She looks around all the faces
Then in shame she bends to tie her laces
She gave it all her might
But all you did was fight
Then in the dead of silence
It turned and grew into violence
Things felt wild and crazy
She fell with such force everything turned hazy
She sat asking " how did i not see what was going to happen to me?"
Scars and bruises mark her now but at least she is free
From day one you called her "Hun"
Even though the amount of love you had equaled zero to none
She was a person who was passive
But you were far too agressive
Guess it didnt take long when you stole her life
The world got revenge through your chest with a knife
Her soul grows tall to this day
I miss those times we would run and play
You knew you had her in the palm of your hand
Still you kicked her when she couldnt stand
Heads bow at her funeral in hopes to get stronger
We all reach a point when we dont have to wait longer.

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