Toxic

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It just isn't right,
A superficial spell.
His feelings have died,
Now you both have your hell.
He's angry and broken,
Feels like a tool.
I'm sad and twisted,
Played like a fool.
I flaunt my lies,
I don them like a jewel.
I play "just fine",
Yet, he still retains rule.
Come join my Wonderland,
Of broken dreams.
Just sit quiet now,
Listen to his screams.
From one guy to another,
Use them like a vaccine.
But it's just not the same,
He'll be yours by all means.
Just take his hand,
Now that he's fallen.
Like soaking in a still heart,
He's the perfect toxin.
But I must listen to my mind,
For my heart has become rotten.
He's happy with her now,
Your love has been forgotten.

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