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fuck you lyra kane

karmas a bitch I should've known better if I had a wish I woulve never eefed arouund when i saw the pics of you and her I felt the knife twist  kamras a bitch and shes with you write know and when I lay me down to sleep it's not your body next to me This lonely room feels so empty jus my and my regrets And cold blue eyes look back at me the mirror has no sympathy My guilts become a symphny that won't let my forget thou shall not lie thou shall not chear ill write it down a hundred times and hope it shall become free better be good cause what goes around comes around karmas a bitch and shes with you write now

"They were my birthday presents."