Do you love me?
Do you?
If you did why take my desired spotlight away
If you did why make me so miserable
To the point I might break?
Did I love you?
Did I?
If I did I wouldn't have called you on that dark night
If I did I wouldn't have let your blood spill on my hands
As I held you body in your desperate last breath
Did we love us?
Did we?
If we did we did, would it have been the same?
My life in your arms and
Your death in my hands?
Did we even know how to love in the first place?
Young, naive, gullible and stupid
That's how all teenagers are
But not all are victims
And not all are murderers
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