Trying to forget all those fucking LIES you whispered to me.
Your arms were wrapped around me,
Holding me tight in a false embrace.
I could feel your hot breath whispering in my ear,
Telling me you needed me here with you.
At that moment,
My world was perfect.
Feeling you close,
Feeling your touch,
Feeling your soft kisses on my neck…
Fake as it all may have been.
I believed your lies just so I’d never have to leave your goddamn arms.
Look where it got me.
NOWHERE.
You and your lips of deceit almost did me in.
It
all
spiraled
downward, as we pretended to be happy.
None of us ever were.
Not until now.















Comments
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Sincerely,
Saeiane,
Mephistopheles D. Grimm,
D. H. The Second.
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do you think that someone paints your mirror
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Grant Me One Last Wish, Play Russian Roulette As We Kiss.
I'll Be Your Cheap Novelty, Blow Your Brains Out On Me.
Tell me your fantasies, I'll make you believe, That I really care.
Rebecca Louise
Kidding, and great work
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Grant Me One Last Wish, Play Russian Roulette As We Kiss.
I'll Be Your Cheap Novelty, Blow Your Brains Out On Me.
Tell me your fantasies, I'll make you believe, That I really care.
Rebecca Louise
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Grant Me One Last Wish, Play Russian Roulette As We Kiss.
I'll Be Your Cheap Novelty, Blow Your Brains Out On Me.
Tell me your fantasies, I'll make you believe, That I really care.
Rebecca Louise
That is me above fighting the dark lord and riding the earth of evil throughout unmeantionable places. As you can clearly see, the white guy is the USA, and the black guy is minority countrys
EARTH: The biggest place in the world!
Anywho back to the poem...
Anybody
Can
Indent
To
Make
Things
Look
Good.
But the poem spoke to me, it sounded like "Sweet Child O' Mine" by Guns N Roses... then I realized I had music playing...
But it was good, seeing I an being forced to reply to this by gunpoint.... help me ............... *BANG*
The End?
That is me above fighting the dark lord and riding the earth of evil throughout unmeantionable places. As you can clearly see, the white guy is the USA, and the black guy is minority countrys
EARTH: The biggest place in the world!
Anywho back to the poem...
Anybody
Can
Indent
To
Make
Things
Look
Good.
But the poem spoke to me, it sounded like "Sweet Child O' Mine" by Guns N Roses... then I realized I had music playing...
But it was good, seeing I an being forced to reply to this by gunpoint.... help me ............... *BANG*
Good wurk becca a.k.a. cutupangels or sumthin like that
The End?
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