"I Still Love You"

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Left or right,
Which way do I choose?
One's right, one's wrong
And I've got everything to lose.
Crimson blood stains
All over my dress,
Pain surrounding me everywhere,
I look like a bloody mess.
So quickly, I go right
And quicken my pace
Smash through a mirror,
And cut my scarred and bruised face.
And there you stand,
A content smirk that you wear
You throw the blade
It hits me, but I couldn't care.
"Why are you like this?"
I scream as loud as I can.
"I love you, or atleast I used to,
You sick, twisted man."
Is that I tear I see in his eyes?
No, my mind deceives me.
"You broke my heart," he replies cold.
"I'm breaking yours too, you see."
And with a thud,
I've been knocked down
Try to scream,
But I can't utter a sound.
He holds his hands 'round my neck
He leans in close and gives one last kiss,
I scratched and claw at his hands
"Can't breathe," I slowly hiss.
"That's the point," he taunts
And I realize my fate now,too
As I slowly die, he whispers
"I still love you."