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A game we play called pain

You get off on it don't you
Get high off of shattering and breaking my soul
ripping me apart peace by peace

Pretend to love Pretend to understand
                         HA
As if you had feelings
Pretend to care
Pretend to heal will you

rip....rip.....away
What's left

Try to destroy, try to break me

NOW BECAUSE OF YOU
I'M Falling, Drowning, in a black sea that is my soul
My...tortured soul
One filled with hatred
One filled with Fury
One filled with VENGENCE
Ounce I was an angel and you destroyed that
Now i'm more like a fallen angel

You could've saved a lot of trouble if you were to let me fall to my DEATH

                                           NO YOU PLAYED ANGEL

NOW I can play REAPER
I can play demon
I can play devil
I can PLAY VENGEFUL ANGEL

PUSH ME OFF A CLIFF
PUSH ME OFF AN EDGE
RIP AWAY ALL THAT'S GOOD

well now my sweet i'll make sure all that you did to me will happen to you 1000 Fold

you ripped into my soul
robbed me of my humanity
my ability to trust, to love
it's all gone

All because you used me and to this day i still don't know your game

But rest well my sweet for when you awake
YOU SHALL BE IN THE ABYSS
screaming, begging for salvation
but none will come because you'll be dammed

Written by elise0622 (Jinx)
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