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you pushed me off a cliff,
but too bad i'm not afraid of falling.
flowers are sent for me to sniff,
but too bad they are slowly wilting.
i thought that you would do me good,
after all the pain i've gazed upon.
i thought that you would give me food,
after being hungry for so long.
i guess you have an alliance with hell,
whoever descended would serve you well.
i guess it's so long and goodnight then,
you brought success once again.
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A/N:
this poem is loosely based on the song "it's not a fashion statement, it's a fucking deathwish" by my chemical romance. hope you like it!
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