As you hear what he says you really hear the hate he holds in himself but hes so smug about it...
Almost ashamed but accomplished yet hes so empty.
It was never about heart shaped glasses was it?
It was about what he did to her and how she enjoyed the pain.
She fed off the sick and suffocation of his body but never let him forget it.
Sometimes its like that.
The blue eyes that always lie to him but you cant escape it,
And no matter what she never lets them forget,
As if a constant reminder would make her feel any better...
It probably did to be honest.
She usually just let him do what he wanted with her because its what shes supposed to do.
Kiss his feet.
Kiss his pain.
Suck his pain away.
You were bred to please them,
Yes master.
YOU ARE READING
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Puisi"You walk in everyday with the same mistake. Your alive. You walk in and out, still no change." -i am a working stiff
