Ugly Happiness

Thu, 10/03/2013 - 01:52 -- Aly

You are twisted and selfish

A monster and bully at heart. You feed me the blood and tears of all your wretched pain

and make me suffer for your own gain.

Everyday is a reminder of your hideousness.

You tear open my chest and wrench out my heart;

Then suck on it till there's nothing left but dirty crumbs.

My soul, forgotten and extinct.

And it's all because of you.

This is your rejoice,

This is your bliss,

This is your ugly happiness.

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