𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐫

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you stabbed my swollen heart with your blood soaked scythe 

you carved the lyrics of our love's dulcet song on it

you tore my forlorn soul apart in search for every speck of gaiety and devotion left

you threw me into your love's starless chasm aware of how much the end would hurt

you fed me nasty lies and filthy dirt 

you left me cogitating the fact that I was cursed 


I held your crushed heart in both my palms and kissed it better

I sang  you our euphonious love song and told you stories of forever 

I stitched your odious soul with the strings of my love and held you close like a cherished treasure

I willingly held your scaly hands and promised we'd always be together

I kept my promise and loved you wholeheartedly with great pleasure

I left you satisfied by the fact that you left while I still held onto your lies of loving me forever 


you know that pure, faultless,  girl ?  you couldn't possibly forget her

you should know she's long dead

and if it weren't for your fabricated white lies, this self-demolition wouldn't have happened to her

she's never coming back

not now, not ever...


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