Put It In The Box


Into hell you shall go

All your misintentions

Gathered in a box


With nothing left to show

For all your wrong doings

You think yourself sly as a fox


You’re life nothing but faux

You try to hurt the ones you love

A broken heart smashed on the rocks


And into hell you go deaths rider at your side

With all the pain you’ve caused

Gathered in a box



Written on

November 5, 2005

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Ths one was about Steve. He can keep all my pain in that box. Now, I dony really want it anymore.

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