• Late at Night,
    Thats when we fight,
    Crashs and bangs Pierced through,
    Screams and Yells echo too.
    My mind Knows Its about to end,
    but he knows he chooses when.
    Black Eyes, Broken Nose, Shattered heart and burned out hope
    though all the bangs and all the bruises
    I'll Walk tall knowing It was Useless
    to make some thing work that was less than Perfect.
    So As I Walk, My head Held High Even With My Blackened Eye
    That Bas*ard Got What He Deserved.... One Bullet In the head seemed to work.

    heart Nicole.