I knew he was just another
Dysfunctional composition of love — emotional disorder
Still, I felt taller, somewhat happier
Whenever I got close to him, I really got weirder
Something must have peeled my skin
Something must have crept in
Made my emotions ascend to the brim
Cause all I began to think was him
His rough scars and broken skin
His hazel eyes and perfect chin
The way he called me, "My everything."
I think that was the one that made me slip
Later I got into sin
With demon's eyes what could I see
If not the impending apocalypse
That will come like a thief in the night
Just when I'll say, "It's alright."
To cut the long story short
We were torn apart
Nothing serious, since I already saw this part
I knew we would dissolve, at a point, tumble and crash
I predicted this from the start, I knew he was made of cheap glass
Even if I travel back fast, to save him in the past
He'll eventually dash to pieces if I fail to catch him at last
Even if I did, it was still crystal clear he'll die
So I decided to spare him the agony
I was the one, the one that ripped apart the harmony
I didn't want him to suffer, so, I poisoned him in his sleep
With sweet dreams of us romancing in the deep
His smile was the signal, the poison was effective — the cure I had made
It was time to deliver him from a humiliating charade
So, I brought out my blade
Drove it slowly into his heart — I had ministered to him, given him the only aid
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Wicked
Poésie...If I tell you you're my sun and moon If I tell you you've completely unwrapped my cocoon If I tell you I'm still alive Because I find life in your eyes If I tell you this emotion is wicked And even if it kills me, for hell or heaven, I'm prepared...
