I told you to stop and now its too damn LATE

A Poem by David

HATE [the] Inner Core (of)
Yourself / Don't HATE Me
I'm (just) Your HELP / You
(should) Lay (off) the DRUGS / Stop
KILLING Your GUTS
(Make up) {some} Time (and) {spill} Some BLOOD

It's You Not Me

I told you to stop
and now it's too damn
LATE!!!
I told you to stop
and now it's too damn
LATE!!!

It's You Not Me

I told you to stop
and now it's too damn
LATE!!!
I told you to stop
and now it's too damn
LATE!!!