Tue, 02/04/2014 - 23:40 -- 14hoska

You are a coward.

A coward with temptations,

That you could not resist

The evil damnations.

That leave my stomach in a twist.


Why did you do it?

You said you loved me more.

I thought you were different,

I thought you swore.


But it was all make-believe.

From what was the world,

Is now deceived.

Is now contorted and curled.


It is now ruins of damaged sin.

Ruins that will never stop making my head spin.






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