Death By One Thousand Cuts
got caught up with a narcissist
You didn't kill me all at once
It was death by one thousand cuts
It was strategic - the way you played your game
Because everyone scatters at the sight of a Tsunami
But people love to dance in the rain
You didn't kill me all at once
It was death by one thousand cuts
It was strategic - the way you played your game
Because everyone scatters at the sight of a Tsunami
But people love to dance in the rain
Everyone scatters at the sight of a Tsunami
But people love to dance in the rain
About the Creator
Emily Wilder
Hi, I'm Emily but you can call me Emmy. I am a singer songwriter/poet - I post bits of songs I've written and sometimes just straight up poems. Follow me on Instagram if you feel like it @emilywildermusic
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