By Palak Grover
Stand, In Front of Me
Stab, so I can see
What is hurting more to me?
The Weapon or the eyes I see
Let me look in thee eye
Oh, heaven’s sweet boy
You are showing hell to me
Oh Darling, the masterpiece of ploy
I know it is bringing you joy
The joy is also what I feel
Surrendering, I am on my knees
Don’t take time as it may freeze
The last drop of blood, you have to squeeze
End this and set me free, please