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think
Thinking is an afterthought
Of nothing more than lies
Eyes that smile
Lead you to suicide
Of nothing more than lies
Told by poetry and stanzas
Lead you to suicide
That last goodbye smile is a minute away
Told by poetry and stanzas
Was your path of false hope
That last goodbye smile is a minute away
You made a fucking bitch out of me
Was your path of false hope
A trick you use so much
You made a fucking bitch out of me
But I still hope, you might still need me?
Of nothing more than lies
Eyes that smile
Lead you to suicide
Of nothing more than lies
Told by poetry and stanzas
Lead you to suicide
That last goodbye smile is a minute away
Told by poetry and stanzas
Was your path of false hope
That last goodbye smile is a minute away
You made a fucking bitch out of me
Was your path of false hope
A trick you use so much
You made a fucking bitch out of me
But I still hope, you might still need me?
Published 7th Jun 2019
Author's Note
why do I write this shit when nobody fucking reads it?
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