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just something i wrote about my ex. a bit violent, bit of swearing. |
| As I put on another mask— That’s all makeup is, a mask— My face in the mirror turns into yours. Oh, how I hate you. Would you like me to show you? Would you like a demonstration? The bright yellow sun just worsens my mood So foul, so dark Full of evil thoughts: Tearing out your hair Cutting out your throat Ripping out your heart. No. I’m not really that violent. It’s just that you called me last night. Was it just to piss me off? If that was the plan, Then guess what, babe? It worked! I curse you, I loathe you, I detest you. Leave me alone, get out of my life. But before you go, I warn you: Don’t try that stunt again |